This is a song about "Rapping about fake people"

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

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

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

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

We both met new people, some real some fake

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

To tell you about education and rapping, you have neither

This kids rapping about someone mistaking

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant

Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant