This is a song about "Friend turn to enemies"

That cellphone that i bought

I go back to my friend rob.

Scholarship for my mistress

Ill be forced to turn vicious

Can you picture my specific plan

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Enemies try to flex,

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It's my turn to phrase a turn of phrase and turn a purple haze

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Not one j got a pair or more

To my best friend (i fell for)

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

Everyone that met her instantly wanted to be her friend,