This is a song about "I love you homie"

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Homie, follow me i got styles, you can copy one

I could tell you i love you

It's really not an issue

You still love me? i do!

Straight bad bitches i run, through

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time

You know i love you right,

Dc cabs got my pops alright