This is a song about "Internet friend"

You internet tough guys are all the same.

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

So it's gonna go on the internet

That happen to act like a black president

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

I may not be your best friend

Half your body laying on my chest

Just say he's the best

Put your faith in christ my friend

Im starving for blood my friend

Niggas in the street scared

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Hold up lemme get on, step up in the both and i put my game on.

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

And all women who had light features, see