This is a song about "Kicking it with my homies"

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

And if someone sayin that to my homies we hit em with right hooks

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

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

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

I gonna take it really nice and slow

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Been riding with my homies since day one

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Fuck with my homies we'll fuck all you guys up

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,