This is a song about "Great friend"

Im starving for blood my friend

Stop it if you scared

Niggas in the street scared

I just want a best friend

Friend after friend left me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

I can tell you that this tape

And ejaculate, it feels great

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I found a formula that's great

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape