This is a song about "Back stabbing best friend"

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Straight stabbing rap, right in the back

My best friend who's not there

We both grown and i dont care

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Pop kerolos you're ma best friend in life,

Now attackin' my best friend? think your shit is handy?

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

And be back the man i was, your best friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I'll never be your best friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end