This is a song about "Tell my freinds ill always remember them"

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Your rhythms just don't seem practical and ill tell

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Just remember that i'll always care

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

So i can smoke again, my parents tell me it's a sin, but i just ignore them

And i remember always running in the hallways as a kid,

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

We no longer close or nothing

Tell them niggas we coming

Tell them i finally confessed my sins when it was time for me to die

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Lets be honest ill tell ya the truth

So cool, my bitch got no shoes