This is a song about "Friendly kids"

Of opponents, witness what i'm showing

He was very friendly and outgoing.

Trippin' on these friendly faces and friendly notions.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I know u know i like emily but i like to play it friendly

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

But i'm also quite friendly, ain't i?

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key