This is a song about "Growing apart from friends"

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

From heart to art, and flames apart, the fire starts/

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I'm apart from the others, i know who hutch is,

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Like her birthday how was her day so far i was learning this from afar and apart

I am growing impatient

If i lost you be patient

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Dont lie sayig your from the endz, i dont give a fuck about you or your friends

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

Fifty millions and we're still growing!

Apart from the fake, the one's who keep up with the pretend

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Your worried i'm tearing myself apart