This is a song about "The bullys and the fakes"

He takes no responsibility and fakes

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Quit with the bullshit, treating us like fakes for god's sake.

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Reminisce the times and the laughter

You know...you know who you are

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Grab the scissors and saws and

This how i hear it different