This is a song about "A friend leaving"

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

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I just want a best friend

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Leaving you body nothing but a lifeless carcass

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

I think it was a story about my best friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Talking about a friend, of a friend

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Charging in i'm a tsunami leaving i'm like a tornado,