This is a song about "Being best friends"

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

I wanna invite all my best friends and family, so we can all chill and have our own fantasy,

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

My best friends brother hung himself,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Frequent toker, ask my friends.