This is a song about "You lost my friend"

Lost soul, here i leave you, now i'm going on my own,

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

You see my friend, i am a druglord like escobar

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Hold up yea we the best

Put your faith in christ my friend

I wish i could called my best friend thats you

Watching for the cops that's moving through

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin