This is a song about "Desiccated to my homies"

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

Talked to my homies bout ya like you were my wife

As your family dies, and my family rise

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

Yo to all my homies in rappad, peace out there!

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Call all my closes homies dr though

If you know like i know, you should lie low