This is a song about "Hate for a friend"

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

You rag on me but say your a friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

No room for love, just consumed by hate

They fasting they won't leave me ate

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Tell you're friend, smoke a 10, back again and im in for the win

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Aidan, maybe you'll be next, you and a friend,

Hold up yea we the best

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest