This is a song about "Buddy buffalo s resturant"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Let me rideuntil i get free

You were my best buddy

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

Think of me as your buddy

I be gettin' money

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him