This is a song about "My friend that passed away"

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Former things are passed away i believe in all of these words for it to come

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Might as well cause my shit's so advanced that at first glance it will blast you away,

I'm sure you get the point and i prefer you throw it urgent

That is new to me its has been passed done from different

You were the friend that kept me true,

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

How does it make you feel that they’ve passed away? c’mon just