This is a song about "Glad your my friend"

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

The day before is better than the present

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

I'll never be your best friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Even my haters kinda glad i'm on

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

Now attackin' my best friend? think your shit is handy?

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

Compare your shit to mine bitch you'll see why my shit's amazin friend

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend