This is a song about "Friend that s sucks at basketball"

That's why i never claimed i was the best

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Knowing that i need you

You were the friend that kept me true,

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery