This is a song about "A friends brake up"

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

I'm struggling to brake free and make a break for it quickly

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Shit a friends betrayal thats the cruelest

And i like my girls with ambition

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Forgot to say his friends with a soldier

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And if i do go you better come through

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

What a perfect couple my friends told me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key