This is a song about "My bestfri"

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

That is my wish, my fantasy.

A military mind mean money

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My streaks my testament.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Yeah you know i got that work

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done