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

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

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Educate yourselves, of africa

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

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

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

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

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

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

Beach on the weekend

I just want a best friend

But living underground as a friend of the devil,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general