This is a song about "My friend jimmy"

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

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

I think it was a story about my best friend

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

And she wanted the parts of my friend

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

That happen to act like a black president

Don't want to be the king

My best friend told me everything