This is a song about "Friends turn to the crack pipe"

Can't look at you the same we used to be friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Escaped the crack, said youll never turn back, family first,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Smack crack, so hard my eyes would turn black,

But i want to be friends forever, to the end

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

But i'm like fuck that, pass me the pipe

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Know that they're corrupt, brought crack and liquor to the ghetto,

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

My shit was submarine like, under ship

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip