This is a song about "My friend lena"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

And she wanted the parts of my friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

My best friend told me everything

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

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

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.