This is a song about "A close friend being a fake ass mother fucker"

Mother fucker, you dare challenge me?

Third ward general, young cash money

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

Left us in gutter u stupid mother fucker

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Talking about a friend, of a friend

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Militia mother fucker, that's a discard

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

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

I wish a mother fucker would try me,

So while the world goes drake crazy