This is a song about "Fuck 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

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

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

All you fakes think i'll go astray

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Hop off the bus

Where the fuck the chorus

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Better yet they work my every nerve