This is a song about "Real and fake"

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

We both met new people, some real some fake

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Ratio of real to fake blow minds like fellatio

Its either your real or your fake - no in between

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

And fake friends need some therapy.

She going to borrow some money

Let em marinate, you forever late

And my niggas say that dope is fake

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

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends