This is a song about "No fake girl"

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

And girl, i ain't got no money to borrow

No lie girl, u light up my world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Everyone is fake but no one compares to u

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

All these rappers fake i use no backdrop/

When their hits are lame, fake as plaster walls, no heft or weight

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

No need to run girl just take it, i'm satan

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

No rhyme can save this little boy or girl

Pages.so.fast it's taking.my.mind for a whirl.