This is a song about "Dead friend"

Put your faith in christ my friend

Niggas in the street scared

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

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

So if i do call it's just a check

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

We both had dreams of being great

All you niggas dead , dead fake

My best friend who's not there

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

You know that shit is my best friend.

Cutting me this worthless check

Even when my dreams are dead

Me and my friend blastin' off

Organized crime, i kill your boss