This is a song about "Now i got my bestie to hang with"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

Live my life through some film, man

My homie always down to hang,

With my flow, although i got a lot to work on i know,

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Now i hang my head in shame

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king