This is a song about "Dis about my friend"

Me and my friend blastin' off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

But something you have to know before i end, never talk bullshit about my friend.

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Put your faith in christ my friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I was born to do the damn thing

My best friend told me everything

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

There are always signs? my friend left none,

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,