This is a song about "My friend zig"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

Put your faith in christ my friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend

Half your body laying on my chest

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Im starving for blood my friend

Hold up yea we the best

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend