This is a song about "Without swearing fake people"

Im washin off another plate

We both met new people, some real some fake

I get my paper, y'all just hate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Although he takes the swearing olympics trophy

I got fake people, chomping down.

I'mma catch you next time around

New york, va, dc, get paid

You can think i'm a fake,

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Those without the passion who won't fight for their dreams are the people i don't like

In the club like fuck it, though

You as fake as fake needs to know.