This is a song about "Best freinds becoming enimies"

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

We will never die, we are forever alive

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

Incredible how you fall for a fair sound, becoming nevermore

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Insincere when standing alone/ heart beating/ becoming stale and frantic/