This is a song about "A best friend"

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

Forcing me to stumble and fall while i pick up my best friend and rip him from a dead crawl,

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

I may not be your best friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

So tell me why are we at war

To my best friend (i fell for)

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Motherfucking thugs, my best friend bit the metal for good,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

My best friend who's not there

They be like where

But fuck a fake friend, you best believe it'll be me and my crew

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you