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

Or was i just a desolate being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Too afraid of being a loser

Ever since my daddy left

A childhood being depressed,

A fake nation, only out for itself

And if you pay for that yourself

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Took the form of a human being

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Our vision never changed, we self made

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake