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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

A fake personality i dressed

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

Now i can draw your face up pretty

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

I believed in a higher being.

But he don't rule a thing

Till i die being fake never was a must,

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

A fake nation, only out for itself

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex