This is a song about "My friend brandon"

Im starving for blood my friend

Half your body laying on my chest

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Put your faith in christ my friend

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend

That happen to act like a black president

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

I think it was a story about my best friend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend