This is a song about "Friends and exams"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Cleverly comprised/ together with friends, family and dalliance

And fake friends need some therapy.

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Crying and wondering why he had no goddamn friends

Trying to please my family, friends and fans

From an african american stance

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance