This is a song about "Niqqa you fake asf"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Just like when i choke you fake g's

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Stuff fake hair down the hole that you spoke,

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Don't you dare say i'm fake, cuz i'm keeping it real

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest

I beat you by one more figure you fake ass licker

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer