This is a song about "Isaiah being a fake friwnd"

Or was i just a desolate being

Now this is what i call an evening

Too afraid of being a loser

I thought i recognized her

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Till i die being fake never was a must,

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Fake friends it was all a sham,

So if i talk down to a man

You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

I get my paper, y'all just hate

She'll turn out fake, i was being played