This is a song about "Homies killing the drama"

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

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

Bearing witness to drama and the lack of commitment.

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I'm killing off,all the babies

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Starts with the killing of you

Raised by a momma who, who