This is a song about "My buddy zach"

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

I go, in when i start putting words out

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

She got a buddy name ojb and now you know the deal

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

You don't need to hear dre buddy, go consult a real doctor honey

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

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect