This is a song about "Dear friend"

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

Queer, i'm not into you dear

A lot of people called it last year

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

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

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

So the devil that drove in her got in control

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Dear lord forgive me forgive me oh

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

To my newly found friend

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/