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

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

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

Too afraid of being a loser

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I believed in a higher being.

Bun b, i’m underground king

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

You fake like money your a counterfeit

I know the world been waiting for that

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Fake friends it was all a sham,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

And that was when i was in the eighth grade