This is a song about "Farewell friend"

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Beach on the weekend

To my newly found friend

Baby, you know who you are

An old friend no stranger

My best friend who's not there

Throw your money in the air

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I may not be your best friend

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Friend after friend left me

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

I felt great i never had a friend like her, she was my friend she was my girl friend,

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content