This is a song about "Hate all these fakes"

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

All hate and compliments

I like rollin' with friends

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

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

He takes no responsibility and fakes

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

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

To the violence, drinking, smoking, and all the hate

Now all these haters gonna always hate on me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see