This is a song about "I believe in my homie"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

I be walkin' in those cyphers when i write this shit, my homie flows,

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Gotta believe in my self you cant need a team

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Don't believe in my rhymes it's fine because i will have my time,

That’s what i believe in , and that’s my point of view

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

I believe in converting smiles to frowns,

My garage full of cars that bounce

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

My homie lu, he says i rhyme in a rhythm

Keep on smoking till you pass out is what i believe in

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention