This is a song about "Losing a friend like you hurt"

Just say he's the best

I thought you were a friend

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

Give me a friend to help me face fate before the figurine will hurt me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You rag on me but say your a friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

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

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights