This is a song about "My gay friend"

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Just say he's the best

Im starving for blood my friend

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

I think it was a story about my best friend

Me and my friend blastin' off

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

There are always signs? my friend left none,

There are times when you'll need someone