This is a song about "Hey buddy"

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

G-5 sitting on the runway

Take a buddy holly holiday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Just to go to liv on a sunday

And it is not ok, but hey,

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,