This is a song about "Goodbye my friend"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Im starving for blood my friend

I think it was a story about my best friend

That's why i never claimed i was the best

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

And she wanted the parts of my friend

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

My best friend died while i vacated,

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I wish that i could stop and say goodbye to my anxiety.