This is a song about "My friend who smells"

Put your faith in christ my friend

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells

The day before is better than the present

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

One parent above, the other live scared

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

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

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

There are always signs? my friend left none,