This is a song about "My freinds"

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

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

And now that i’m getting money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

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

She forget about her husband

My streaks my testament.

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands