This is a song about "Niggas fake"

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Ur love was always fake

If i die before i wake

Ur love was always fake

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Confusing what was real and fake;.

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

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Fake niggas i never trust , cause they always lust

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

These fake niggas just a waste of my time

Ran outside to see the big show

You as fake as fake needs to know.