This is a song about "I have no friends"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Thanks to all the fake friends ive had in the past, i have to keep searching

I don't walk so i have no hurdles

Shout out my nigga miles

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

I may have no empathy, helpfully my enemies

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I have no killer degree, cause

And god knows i have no patience

I was playing with guns

Hopin' that my niggas see

I have no stability

Because i no longer have any anger

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Yeah, it's all natural baby

No idea who i have to be