This is a song about "Dead friend"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Friend after friend left me

Oops, i'm so sorry

All you niggas dead , dead fake

We both teenagers with the same mind state

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Forcing me to stumble and fall while i pick up my best friend and rip him from a dead crawl,

Dont tie your hair

My best friend who's not there

Boom! now that she is dead

You could say i'm friends with fred

I just want a best friend

Never ever pay rent

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Hold my tears i tried my best