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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

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

But living underground as a friend of the devil,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

Niggas in the street scared

I thought you were a friend

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

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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