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

I just want a best friend

Nigga i ain't never scared

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

But living underground as a friend of the devil,

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

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

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

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

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

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

Smoking khaled, my weed the best