This is a song about "My friend josh"

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Half your body laying on my chest

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

You know that shit is my best friend.

It’s hip-hop, not pop

I go back to my friend rob.

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

One parent above, the other live scared

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

And i don't run counters no more

To my best friend (i fell for)

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend