This is a song about "Bmxin with homies"

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

On the couch with my homies, watching comedy central with a cold soda

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

Homies that i don't yet know,

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

But five years from now i bet she see

Homies my only certainty