This is a song about "My friend laura"

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Me and my friend blastin' off

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I like to hang out with laura,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

You know that shit is my best friend.

Thought we’d be together ’till the end