This is a song about "Stolen friend"

Talking about a friend, of a friend

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

Stop it if you scared

She hangs up, and calls a friend

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Nigga i ain't never scared

I thought you were a friend

I just want a best friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

You know that shit is my best friend.

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Your stolen words go on deaf ears like a cryin mime