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

A childhood being suppressed,

Niggas in the street scared

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

You see now that nigga lonely

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Fake friends it was all a sham,

She said she's never had a man

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

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

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit