This is a song about "Fuck fakes"

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Enough fakes!, i don't know where your headed to, but it aint in the right place/

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I'm 'bouts to take the cake these fakes ain't even getting part of it

So fuck that fakes,they madden too much mistakes

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

Quit with the bullshit, treating us like fakes for god's sake.

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

The fakes just wondering what.

I thought it'd get better but

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes