This is a song about "My friend savannah"

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You know that shit is my best friend.

To my newly found friend

Stop it if you scared

Me and my friend blastin' off

Please hold your applause

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

I go back to my friend rob.

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end