This is a song about "Helping out the homeless"

And i like my girls with ambition

Helping the the position that i'm in

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

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

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

The prime in me helping me create unnecessary rhyme

Homeless no where to sleep

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Instead of her dreams being buried and no one there helping,

Always helping me though

I miss you at my recent show

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

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

With him helping this time

There you lyin’ a rhyme