This is a song about "Best guy friends"

Hopin hes the right guy

Hear the rambling in the sky

Trying to find some friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Im just that type of guy

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Trying to become i.t guy

Slowly realizing im that guy

I be ballin, they wonder why

Even passing out that eminem guy

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

I wanna be the guy

You other brothers can’t deny