This is a song about "My unathletic friend"

Bring the keys, oh my god

I go back to my friend rob.

Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

There are always signs? my friend left none,

What up girl, tell me how you been

One parent above, the other live scared

I think it was a story about my best friend

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Bitch go away you ain't my fucking friend