This is a song about "Friction"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

We could rub together, and make friction

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

My friction revisits its.. mentalist synthesis when real folks witness this//

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Ours in a friction that starve your affliction

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet