This is a song about "Going to my friends"

And everybody's having sex

To me, my friends, it made a lot more sense

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

My mind will ever say,my body's going to suburbs,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

To increase my ends

Trying to find some friends

What's the point in true friends if you're going to lose them, i said

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

I'm going to use my pen to write rhymes

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Giving blowjobs to my friends

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Going to have my pick of classes