This is a song about "Am i your friend or just a wall hook where you can hang your worn coat of misery"

Bitch i am not your friend nor you wife

Who know this be the life that i really live

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

But who am i just a man,don't follow me,do your own research instead you swallow these

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Your etiquette, man where is it? or were you just doin' it for the hell of it?

You rag on me but say your a friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

Killer, pshyco, i know, im puttin you in to your misery,

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

After this battle i’ll put you out of your misery,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see