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

Till i die being fake never was a must,

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

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

Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

A fake nation, only out for itself

Malia family, we the family

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

The time is now, on everything

Took the form of a human being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket