This is a song about "You a fake gangster"

All you niggas dead , dead fake

If i die before i wake

Too late you took the bait mistook for fake as a rake

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

Never said i was a gangster, i'ma prove you ain't one

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Living a life harder than a gangster

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for