This is a song about "I got friends"

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

I, i, i know i got carried away/ when i buried the faces of your friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

School and friends and kittens like i did when i was nine

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

All i got is my pros, i don’t need no friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

And it was complex how my friends and me got torn away,

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Through drugs and friends, i was in misery

He's got nothing without his friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments