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

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Too afraid of being a loser

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

The latter being a constant misconception,

So part of the plan

Fake friends it was all a sham,

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

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

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid