This is a song about "My friend glen"

Im starving for blood my friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Almost cried right on the spot

I go back to my friend rob.

You see i gotta go to war

To my best friend (i fell for)

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

My friend lost his leg,army are dead