This is a song about "Friendship punk my chemical romance"

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness

We're two different types of romance,

Girl, you got me in a trance

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

This punk reminds me of my toilet all he does is swill shit

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

This friendship has fallen,

And it ain't no problem