This is a song about "Darcy homeless"

Hungrey as the homeless

Is there any love

Next the homeless he see's as filthy rats, he's got a rack set up,

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

For the low that nine cheap

Homeless no where to sleep

Maybe you don't like the homeless, but they're important though

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Then get a homeless dog to give you a facial

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

You snitch,before you be homeless,go do the dish