This is a song about "Young thug fake"

The sun gives light cause it is the window

You as fake as fake needs to know.

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

I don't believe in bein fake

But you know what

Like im some sorta thug

What is it gonna take

You can think i'm a fake,

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

My balls die for the thug life

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Your not a thug but your a bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich