This is a song about "Being in love with my best friend"

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

To my best friend (i fell for)

Im in love with you girl dont be wasting my time

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

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

When that money calls i holla back

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

So 3 weeks later, after school i was looking for my supposedly best friend