This is a song about "Friend shit"

You were an amazing best friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I just want a best friend

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Me and my friend blastin' off

Put your faith in christ my friend

Half your body laying on my chest

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Im starving for blood my friend

Beach on the weekend

And she wanted the parts of my friend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Now attackin' my best friend? think your shit is handy?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free