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

So if it comes down, may the best man win

The latter being a constant misconception,

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Too afraid of being a loser

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

They fasting they won't leave me ate

You can think i'm a fake,

If i die before i wake

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

And i could see you coming home after work late

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Till i die being fake never was a must,