This is a song about "My buddy zach"

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

And losin all his money

You were my best buddy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

No need to fight back, we have zach/

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Friends get jealous, catch a body on every buddy

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Look who is talking a,k,e are you joking? fuck you buddy with