This is a song about "Killed my sid"

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

South beach fountain blue

Wait, they killed her? well, who?

Thinking "how many have i killed?"

And i'm just being honest

You think you killed it but my ass isn't deceased

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

You will get all the votes probably but know i killed you,my skills fueled on beef

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Killed a nigga, i'm courageous,