This is a song about "Rappad is fake"

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Rappad is aight, your ass should hop on a plane and take a flight,

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."

No fake is safe against me, i'm a tough nut to crack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

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

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

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

But this shit can't made you happy,coz all of that is fake

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)