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

I just got one request, stop breathing

Took the form of a human being

That i will leave earth with her

Too afraid of being a loser

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

But thats the life of a human being

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Till i die being fake never was a must,

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Visualizing being a college graduate,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit