This is a song about "Real dope smoke fake"

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

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

Ratio of real to fake blow minds like fellatio

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

We gunna take this party into into the morning

I fucking hate this job

Go to school and smoke dope.

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

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

We both met new people, some real some fake

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late