This is a song about "My gay friend andy"

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Im starving for blood my friend

Me and you just need to talk a bit

My best friend died while i vacated,

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

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

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Me and my friend blastin' off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Three town homes in delaware

My best friend who's not there

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent