This is a song about "Fuck fakes"

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

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

The fakes that portray their day to day are deceitful

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Basically no one fazes me, it amazes me how many fakes believe

He takes no responsibility and fakes

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I don't battle fakes who act dope that's a fact

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit