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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

The latter being a constant misconception,

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

A childhood being suppressed,

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I believed in a higher being.

I just got one request, stop breathing

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

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Im washin off another plate

You can think i'm a fake,

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

If i die before i wake