This is a song about "Nike is fake"

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Hold on be strong reality is fake

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Everyone is fake but no one compares to u

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

See this whole industry is fake but they seem to know the drill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

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

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

No one is ever there fake mother-fukas they just really bet you

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

And i don't write the fake i just write what i think is real