This is a song about "Lean milfs dead friend fights niggas fake gangbangin"

For pushing me to my limits fake niggas can blow me

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Sinkin' these niggas and sickin' 'em with my weapons like i fake a shank,

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

All you niggas dead , dead fake

The proverbial lemonade that i made

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

I'll buy the whole bar, lean on the counter, all my niggas trip

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

If theres no i.d. adios got no interest in minors

Together all the timethought it was true love

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.