This is a song about "Losing a close friend"

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Aidan, maybe you'll be next, you and a friend,

That happen to act like a black president

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

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

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

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

I thought you were a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/