This is a song about "Fuck buddy"

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Friends get jealous, catch a body on every buddy

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But fuck destiny and fuck legacy

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

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