This is a song about "Dissing my black friend"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

There are always signs? my friend left none,

Riding around without a fuck given

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

Beach on the weekend

Im starving for blood my friend

To my newly found friend

Never ever pay rent

And she wanted the parts of my friend

The day before is better than the present

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend