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

Now this is what i call an evening

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Or was i just a desolate being

And my only fear's a wedding ring

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

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

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

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

You fake like money your a counterfeit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

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