This is a song about "A dushbag friend"

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

That happen to act like a black president

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

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

You rag on me but say your a friend

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

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

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I just want a best friend

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

I think it was a story about my best friend

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Aidan, maybe you'll be next, you and a friend,