This is a song about "Your friend snitching on you"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Of me winning with these mad bitches snitching.

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I may not be your best friend

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Ill say im your friend then ill snap your neck

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

That two face bitch that you call your friend these days

You know that shit is my best friend.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest