This is a song about "A best friend"

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I just want a best friend

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

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

Now attackin' my best friend? think your shit is handy?

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

My best friend cluelessly looked at me and caught a bullet in his brain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I may not be your best friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

I wish i could called my best friend thats you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Niggas in the street scared

I thought you were a friend