This is a song about "My friend sainabou"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Put your faith in christ my friend

Beach on the weekend

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

There are always signs? my friend left none,

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Me and my friend blastin' off

And i can't help but stare, cause

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Almost cried right on the spot

I go back to my friend rob.

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

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