This is a song about "My bestie"

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Grab my knife and my gun

Miami nights, ain't another one

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Had to wear the 13's with them

My words are my rhythm