This is a song about "My friend lena"

I think it was a story about my best friend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Niggas in the street scared

You know that shit is my best friend.

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Im starving for blood my friend

My best friend told me everything

I just got one request, stop breathing

Throw your gun in tha air

My best friend who's not there