This is a song about "My homophobic friend"

Im starving for blood my friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

Now this is what i call an evening

My best friend told me everything

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I think it was a story about my best friend

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

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

It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

You know that shit is my best friend.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest