This is a song about "Friends and music"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

And fake friends need some therapy.

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

With friends and family

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And american music shows.

In this game for so long, and i thank all the friends,

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

And i stand as a motive for my friends

See i let my nigga split that

Music and i fuse it,