This is a song about "Insulating my friend"

There are always signs? my friend left none,

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Half your body laying on my chest

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

I think it was a story about my best friend

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared