This is a song about "A dead friend"

I got a friend named chris rent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

"excuss me lil miss i could use a new friend"

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

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

Half your body laying on my chest

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

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I just want a best friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

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