This is a song about "My friend corbin dougles"

You know that shit is my best friend.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Put your faith in christ my friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I wonder why we take from our women

There are always signs? my friend left none,

To my best friend (i fell for)

Not one j got a pair or more