This is a song about "A mean friend"

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

I think it was a story about my best friend

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

Just say he's the best

I just want a best friend

Now you speaking my language

And i don't mean stimpy's friend, bitch

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

The day before is better than the present

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend