This is a song about "Homies"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

My ambition to blow

Homies that i don't yet know,

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Or knowing that my homies got my back

I don't know why i'm even on this track