This is a song about "Your so fake"

Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

It's like your trapped inside, addicted to a fake reality,

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

You fake like money your a counterfeit

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Man you aren't an mcee man your mock your fake

And i'll light the way for ya, and even though it's so fake,

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Got so much truth in me that i can't fake my plans

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Enough is enough with your fake ass lines

All the time with this glock of mines

Gift so whack,even on xmas even fake santa wont give

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with