This is a song about "I trusted you friend"

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I just want a best friend

Discarded by who i trusted

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I warn you my friend don’t take this way cause it isn’t worth the melody

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I thought you were a friend

Beach on the weekend

When you only have one friend and they only have one friend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

I don't know how i can even be trusted...

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

I wish i could called my best friend thats you