This is a song about "You were careless"

You were my best buddy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

You bitch, those were the best

I thought you were a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

What you were meant to be.

They say nothings ever free

When you said you were leaving rap-pad cause you were agonized

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Were you naughty or were you nice? only time will tell.

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear

Acting careless, they say im misbehaving, so

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto