This is a song about "The death if a friend"

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess

I told myself i'd live with no regrets even if my life comes to a sudden death.

I always tell the truth even if it leads to my death

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz