This is a song about "That a game fake it"

I'm not white i fake it.. accept it, you can't faze me, you're a problem i face daily

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

It would be a shame if you'll lose that game

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

You can think i'm a fake,

I know what it take

They say life is a game play it

Me and you just need to talk a bit

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Can't say i killed the fake rap game, they would've booked me

You put on a fake persona, without that you'd be a loner

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

You put up a front to deal with us, it’s so fake it hurts,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

A name that makes the game cringe, it ain't too close to call,