This is a song about "Real and fake"

You are not real you are fake that's the deal

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

And can perfectly fake his state of emotion

And losin all his money

And fake friends need some therapy.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Hit and miss these fake crips

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

Don't you dare say i'm fake, cuz i'm keeping it real

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Early adapters agree they all late

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Wishing that god would leave the fake me and take the real me.

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Fake scenarios i would often create or were they real?