This is a song about "About a friend"

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

They tried pretend that everything was cool and that they were a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I got a friend named chris rent

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

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

I think it was a story about my best friend

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

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

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend