This is a song about "Backing up my homies"

Call all my closes homies dr though

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

So i took me and my homies and went on some reconnaissance/

Or knowing that my homies got my back

The jager in my cup is licorice black

We will never die, we are forever alive

Talked to my homies bout ya like you were my wife

My homies was just against my nature.

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator