This is a song about "A chiled hood that was bad and fake friends"

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

And yea right if you think that your a bad boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Fake friends it was all a sham,

What you talking about? lil man

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

And i dont have much friends cuz some could be fake