This is a song about "My friend myiu"

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

I go back to my friend rob.

You see him as a god

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

That happen to act like a black president

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

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

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

My best friend who's not there

They tryin to say that i don't care

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

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend