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

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

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Your killing the hip-hop industry with your whack bars of misery,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Can this be a depiction of misery?

Bitch i am not your friend nor you wife

Because i see right through your disguise

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Then i pick you up and bounce you til your head hits the wall

To your heart and no one warn that this place is so warm now you worn

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Where i am now i wont stop until i off your

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Open up your contacts then scroll

Or your closest friend gets put in a hole