This is a song about "Friendship is magic"

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Single it out,our friendship hit 8.5 on the histogram

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Yea you bout to taste the magic

You mistreated how magic is supposed to be used instead of savings

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

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

No it's not satanic, it's magic

I never crack i got that chap stick

This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

It makes the friendship special right to the end

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that