This is a song about "People that are fake"

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your lies are fake as george bush/

When fake bitches see people they haven't seen in years

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I got fake people, chomping down.

The fourth one, i like to kick around

At an extremly alarming rate

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

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Guess they ran out of options

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

People that are my enemies

Cause people are vital so that monsters are fed

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat