This is a song about "Being a true homie"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

But homie i'm not a rental

So pretentious with no potential

I'm a killa it's true

And word i blew off herb i grew

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

She don't really care about anyone advice

Homie he is rapping like a compu device