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

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

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

But even rocky know you gotta fake it till you make a hit

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Lifes a game, i aint even tryna play it

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

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

When the club gets played

You can think i'm a fake,

We pray while we prey on competition

Does it mean that in this rap game i cannot win