This is a song about "A dead friend"

One parent above, the other live scared

If you let me, i'm not just a friend,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I got a friend named chris rent

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

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

I got a friend name rocco

I'm never faded though

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

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

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared