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

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

And to add to the drama your rhymes

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Alright take me on, i wouldn't do that my gramma could beat you with a

The calm before the eruption, start of a saga, spit lava, ignore drama

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Mobbing with the homies and family

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals