This is a song about "Hobo"

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Then all you know is you're a hobo, lookin for a little hope,