This is a song about "Jay sean fake"

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Way too much right here is at stake

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

How i cruise it with a fat jay

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Get in the mood on blacc friday

I love to peel this bitch yung jay

Come get some, you little bum

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

I dunno lil' jay... tell me.

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby