This is a song about "Biscuits and bannanas and friendly toast"

Trippin' on these friendly faces and friendly notions.

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

And that's just some friendly advice.

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Pass the courvoisier and i'll bust rhymes as i toast to this,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Pass the courvoisier and i'll bust rhymes as i toast to this,

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats