This is a song about "Homies"

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Homies that i don't yet know,

Get rough with me, that night flow

I kick it any tempo, i'm lifted off the indo

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

Stand for something or die in the morning

All homies that smoke tree nigga they soaring