This is a song about "Loosing your boyfriend"

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Her boyfriend, she throws the phone against the wall out of anger then

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Your boyfriend can kick our asses blindfolded.

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

Don't play the beat, you might start singing boyfriend instead of my track,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq