This is a song about "What if i spoke like this could we still be friends"

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

I'm not like your friends or what your friends think

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Top dollars and girls(do you see, if we just stop, we could be on top),

Something wicked this way come

Wishing i could be more like strum

Then if we didn't cross paths would i still be me?/

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

If i do it too much will i still be myself?

So, just tell me something about yourself

What would i do if i could reverse it?

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

And i dont have much friends cuz some could be fake