This is a song about "Living after a friend dies"

And i do it for a living

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

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

You rag on me but say your a friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

One parent above, the other live scared

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I'm a dangerous enemy, even more so a friend

Beach on the weekend

She hangs up, and calls a friend

But i ain't listening

You suck dick for a living