I'm going on a wave, and you too, but I have kilometers and you even more
In the moment of need, you and your crew, instead of touching the bottom, you're down
See you, see you again, my videos on YouTube, I give you all my contacts on Facebook
Now you're dead stuff like Filthy Boobinur, you never go where it counts when you go there
Before I didn't digest them, now I don't shit on them, friends don't get drunk, there's a reason I shit
I was going to my friend's place, but you forgot it, call me brother only if you want me to pay you
Real friends are beautiful like Chef Ragu, like Macromarco, like my band