This is a song about "Friend"

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I thought you were a friend

Put your faith in christ my friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Get rough with me, that night flow

I got a friend name rocco

Last of a dying breed

Ssc be the friend i need,

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

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

That happen to act like a black president

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

Stop it if you scared

Im starving for blood my friend

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent