This is a song about "My friend went ghost"

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

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

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I go back to my friend rob.

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

To my newly found friend

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Im starving for blood my friend