This is a song about "Good friend"

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

The day before is better than the present

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I thought you were a friend

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Never ever pay rent

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Friend after friend left me

Day and night are my 'posites rare

My best friend who's not there

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

And she wanted the parts of my friend

I just want a best friend

Beach on the weekend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend