This is a song about "Friend and bae"

And that fucking bitch friend of his too."

You reflect me, i love that about you

Good morning texts from my girl and her friend bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

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

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Music's always been a true friend, and it got me through it,

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Rockin so much ice they call me snow bae.

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Lost a friend and my girl in two days,

Baby, you got that super bass