This is a song about "Dissing my black friend"

Im starving for blood my friend

Half your body laying on my chest

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

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

My president is black

Yeah, the sex in the sack

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

I think it was a story about my best friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend