This is a song about "Athena my friend"

You know that shit is my best friend.

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Code red, which means you go red

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

My best friend told me everything

Don't want to be the king

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

I think it was a story about my best friend