This is a song about "My friend laura"

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

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

Beach on the weekend

To my newly found friend

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I like to hang out with laura,

And i listen to common

There are always signs? my friend left none,

Niggas in the street scared

Put your faith in christ my friend

Bring the keys, oh my god

I go back to my friend rob.

A break from what you hearing

My best friend told me everything

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

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend