This is a song about "A friend recovering from suicidal thoughts"

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

The day before is better than the present

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Suicidal bitches poppin lideral, i cant stop myself from takin one to pop,

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts r a commotion

Speed up, patience, please cause

A lone man/misguided thoughts...

I thought you were a friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Chances of you recovering from these stitches is like snoop dogg with no bitches

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Talking about a friend, of a friend