This is a song about "Friendship jonathan and david"

This friendship has fallen,

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Not one j got a pair or more

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

It makes the friendship special right to the end

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that