This is a song about "My friend laura"

You know that shit is my best friend.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

I think it was a story about my best friend

There are always signs? my friend left none,

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Im starving for blood my friend

Me and my friend blastin' off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

Might as well prepare

My best friend who's not there