This is a song about "A lost friend"

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

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

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

I get that work from my face

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

You rag on me but say your a friend

I thought you were a friend

Just say he's the best

Hold up yea we the best

I just want a best friend

I got a friend name rocco

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I'm a dangerous enemy, even more so a friend