This is a song about "A fake friend"

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Never ever pay rent

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

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

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

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

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

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

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

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

A fake personality i dressed

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend