This is a song about "My unathletic friend"

And she wanted the parts of my friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I think it was a story about my best friend

To my newly found friend

Niggas in the street scared

Half your body laying on my chest

Put your faith in christ my friend

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

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

Me and my friend blastin' off

Speed up, patience, please cause

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl