This is a song about "Friend that left"

He let his friend take the fall, for that i should..

We was loonie i suppose, you could

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

And im still a teen genius, that part of me never left

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

That two face bitch that you call your friend these days

They'll be left behind, underline that/

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

My lady, my baby

Friend after friend left me

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

They tried pretend that everything was cool and that they were a friend

Cause she left all that lipstick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Everyone that met her instantly wanted to be her friend,