This is a song about "Stolen friend"

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

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

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen

They'll have to rename this one

Now i'm rollin', iphone stolen

I may not be your best friend

Beach on the weekend