This is a song about "A friend"

One parent above, the other live scared

"excuss me lil miss i could use a new friend"

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

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

You rag on me but say your a friend

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

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

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

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

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

I needed a real friend, who didn't have a loose end

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend