This is a song about "Homies"

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

Where they find me, 16 on death row

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

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Had i not been exposed to these things

3 homies chilling making classics