This is a song about "Fuck buddy"

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Shit with our whole family

Think of me as your buddy

Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,

They vaguely decipher my language

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

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

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts