This is a song about "Kickin with homies"

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I do this for the homies that are not with you

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Been chillin with my homies and we smokin good,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Hosted by great the king slayer, and it's kickin',

Been riding with my homies since day one

I hit your block and we can box for fun