This is a song about "They are fake friends"

Too afraid of what they might say to their friends might say to their friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

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

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

And i dont have much friends cuz some could be fake

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

And fake friends need some therapy.

On they twitter writing novels, see

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

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Your lies are fake as george bush/

Your friends are left wondering how

Call me a clown but a week from now