This is a song about "Old friend"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I may not be your best friend

Me and my friend blastin' off

And i can't help but stare, cause

And don't think what you're old

But for long time i had gone cold

The truth shall be told

Shes only 17 years old

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

These wack bitches getting old

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Nightmare on any street

Ssc be the friend i need,