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

But thats the life of a human being

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

A childhood being depressed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

A fake nation, only out for itself

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

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

Let em marinate, you forever late

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

See, i like the person that you are

Too afraid of being a loser

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I believed in a higher being.

That's why i never claimed i was the best

A fake personality i dressed