This is a song about "My imaginary friends"

Iced out, okay cool

My friends were off at school

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

:30-1:02- its young zeke watch me rise and glowmy words come up encrypted with gold,

This is what i do, due to my lack of friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

U got one more chance to repent to forget your sins and worship who died and persecuted for you

Rappin every word in my vocabulary whis is so imaginary cause i'm makin it true

And i stand as a motive for my friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

With other people, my family, my friends