This is a song about "My bestfrind"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

This is my original, my validation

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

See my pain through my eyes,

And when i start to rise

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

These my rhymes and my story

Top 10 in my category

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for