This is a song about "Slack freind"

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Sweat all over his back and made out to the world with no slack

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'll devour any rappers that slack 'n' cower

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Grosse pointes blank popping in your back before i cut slack

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Cuz i think i just made a new freind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Wanting to hit her so hard and make her arms go slack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Cut some slack leave the gun rack this is a fun track

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

Jaw so slack from the squint,