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

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

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

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

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

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

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