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

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Where every recipient, property of the state

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

A childhood being suppressed,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Your new man got my respect

A childhood being depressed,

I believed in a higher being.

She say she love me more than anything

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

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

You can think i'm a fake,

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Too afraid of being a loser

Baby, you know who you are