This is a song about "A friend who turned to drugs"

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

Added insult to injury, turned it to a long misery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Turned my world in to a play ground

All my other people that dance around

Had a friend of mine try to use my server last

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

See i'm a nice man but money turned me to satan