This is a song about "We are freinds"

Odell beckham we are the giants/

And panned out, i'm all in love

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Now we are together

No, no, we are not those

I think that she knows

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

He’s tha only one

We are on a great run

Like a line full of hoes

No, no, we are not those

Are feet as we keep going,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing