This is a song about "To my friends who dont got dates"

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

To all my friends reading this get ready to rise

And you ain't got no friends

To increase my ends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shake junt, get buck my friends

To me, my friends, it made a lot more sense

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

To carry 'em softly, not any of my friends stayed there,

Friends who never made it and my life leaves me devastated,

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know