This is a song about "Dick friend"

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

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

100 bitches on my dick

Go crazy when she hear music

Hold up yea we the best

Im starving for blood my friend

One parent above, the other live scared

And she wanted the parts of my friend

When you only have one friend and they only have one friend

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest