This is a song about "Homeless"

It's mostly white people, the homeless under the bridge,

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Its because of you that i'm not a homeless bum, with missing gums

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

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

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Does it occur to you now, you're homeless, your car is rental

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

He needs one like a homeless needs shelter

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for