This is a song about "Roast a friend"

Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

And now i see that you were just a fake friend

Half your body laying on my chest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Talking about a friend, of a friend

I got a friend name rocco

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

You rag on me but say your a friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And its your body i roast

But for long time i had gone cold

"excuss me lil miss i could use a new friend"

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

That happen to act like a black president