uh aint got no best friends im finna set some trends imma stick by myself until the whole world ends When i step on that mic,they filled with hesitation They like to call themselves my friends,yh thats a declaration they playing while i think bout life,yh im conteplating this aint no song its a freestyle, no investigation my lines aint bars,they messages u need some concentration im spitting off the dome while you out here having conversations your morals are sided i think you need some consolation,castration, back at the station, we out here rehabilitating you know how life be hard,things happen,yh life is tragic this aint a long hit its short,imma sustain the magic them so called friends imma test them with an automatic after a while High_Rising_MJ is back at it