This is a song about "Dis about my friend"

Right, now you say you don't care

My best friend who's not there

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Niggas in the street scared

Im starving for blood my friend

Never ever pay rent

To my newly found friend