This is a song about "God is fake"

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

One is mr carter and another is rap god...

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

The real god is what really shatters

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)

Cuz this world is full of fake rappers i can't stand it

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

But god is still the rock

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Life is a greatest gift, from god

By any means, if ya like it or not

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,