This is a song about "My friend is ug"

To my newly found friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

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

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

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

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You know that shit is my best friend.

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

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

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Put your faith in christ my friend