This is a song about "Finding a friend"

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

One parent above, the other live scared

"excuss me lil miss i could use a new friend"

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Imma be a self made millionaire you can tell a friend

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Hold up yea we the best