This is a song about "Rishaad is a fake koeli"

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

This is not fake it it is reality

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

A fake nation, only out for itself

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Let em marinate, you forever late

How could you think if everyone is fake they can make

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight