My best friend who's not there
Throw your gun in tha air
I trust you, you're my imaginary friend
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
Im starving for blood my friend
Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend
Me and my friend blastin' off
Please hold your applause
Hold your applause until the ceremony end
Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend
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