This is a song about "Hitting the club with my homies"

Swimming in the women, hitting boppers with a ten-inch dick

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

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

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Runnin from the system , soon it'll catch up/ my life with the homies/ down for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Mobbing with the homies and family

A military mind mean money