This is a song about "Loosing a best friend"

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

Think of me as your best friend, someone to defend,

My best friend who's not there

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Think you can diss the best you are loosing this contest

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I just want a best friend

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

I think it was a story about my best friend

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Forcing me to stumble and fall while i pick up my best friend and rip him from a dead crawl,