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

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

If you let me, i'm not just a friend,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

How beautiful are thou, africa

I'm a death reaper, words cannot express, see the

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

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I'm a genuine dexter, i kill the time with death

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

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion