This is a song about "Rap about fake friends"

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Dont lie sayig your from the endz, i dont give a fuck about you or your friends

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And my friends, chloe, sophie? what about fucking naomi?

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Ion do fake friends ; couse they different from their claims

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Thanks to all the fake friends ive had in the past, i have to keep searching

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again