This is a song about "Hateing your freinds"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Your on fire.. your on fire

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

To increase my ends

Your family, your friends,

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Got a nigga seein things

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same