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

I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

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

But five years from now i bet she see

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

You can think i'm a fake,

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Too afraid of being a loser

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

A childhood being depressed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest