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

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

If i should die before i wake

Took the form of a human being

Now this is what i call an evening

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Till i die being fake never was a must,

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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