This is a song about "My best friend sraeyaa"

So 3 weeks later, after school i was looking for my supposedly best friend

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

For the way my best friend treated me, turned me into ashes

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I'll never be your best friend

Niggas in the street scared

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

But fuck a fake friend, you best believe it'll be me and my crew

I think it was a story about my best friend

That happen to act like a black president