This is a song about "Best friend rose"

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

So he told his best friend, that he would create a civilization

Half your body laying on my chest

You were an amazing best friend

The jager in my cup is licorice black

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

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Think of me as your best friend, someone to defend,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I wish i could called my best friend thats you

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see