This is a song about "My friend brandon"

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Don't want to be the king

My best friend told me everything

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Me and my friend blastin' off

Put your faith in christ my friend

Niggas in the street scared

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red