This is a song about "Died friends"

I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

Since we were never really friends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

To increase my ends

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

What do you do when the hunger has died?/

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

But now look at you, you wouldn't care if i died

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

He died on my 16 birthday,

Gotta say it was a good day