This is a song about "My friend jake"

It’s hip-hop, not pop

I go back to my friend rob.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

I think it was a story about my best friend

One parent above, the other live scared

Then the world ain't no trick no more

To my best friend (i fell for)

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

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

You know that shit is my best friend.

Never ever pay rent

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

The day before is better than the present