This is a song about "Best friend that had just been hit by a car"

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You predented that i was the only friend you had

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Your just a bitchy boy who deserve to get hit by a racket.

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

You got a mic?, well i've been thinkin, yea it's best if you just

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

I'm about that life, i've been jumped and stabbed by a knife

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone