This is a song about "Fuck buddy"

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Think of me as your buddy

And losin all his money

And i got a little big, keep it low key

But fuck destiny and fuck legacy

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say