This is a song about "You have fake js"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Thanks to all the fake friends ive had in the past, i have to keep searching

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

I beat you by one more figure you fake ass licker

They fasting they won't leave me ate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

You remind me of cartoons fake as fuck.

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Maybe tomorrow i won't have to fake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,