This is a song about "My friend myesha"

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Im starving for blood my friend

I go back to my friend rob.

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

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

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

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

The day before is better than the present

Put your faith in christ my friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head