This is a song about "Friend dying"

An old friend no stranger

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

That happen to act like a black president

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You know that shit is my best friend.

I thought you were a friend

Never ever pay rent

You were an amazing best friend

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding

A dying dream, you even try in

You just working with the scraps you was given