This is a song about "My friend mason hill"

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

For real, a nigga ill

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

I felt great i never had a friend like her, she was my friend she was my girl friend,

After the club, gettin you open

There are always signs? my friend left none,

I think it was a story about my best friend

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

And my friend vlad shoot right in my head

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Im starving for blood my friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend