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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

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

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

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

If you stepping where my steps is you just asking for a death wish

The death that bloats like a disease

4-3... yea, remember that please

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I was shivering 'cause i was scared, what if as a friend she leave me.

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Smoking khaled, my weed the best