This is a song about "Everyday with my homies"

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

And everyday that passes it seems i'm lying in a sea of sorrow with my

This prada make me shallow

Call all my closes homies dr though

And if someone sayin that to my homies we hit em with right hooks

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Or knowing that my homies got my back

High everyday my favorite color blue

For a brick or two, really put an end to you