This is a song about "Death of a friend"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I thought you were a friend

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Of his death, such similarity

Nsd till the death of me

They say nothings ever free

Ok no an abuser with a bit of help so say hello to my little friend

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

And she wanted the parts of my friend