This is a song about "Me and my homie thomas chilling at new urban"

Snipers chilling in idol building waiting to take my life and end it

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Looking at me and my dre beats

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

My journey absurd, my homie put in a word, saw me at the swerve,

I broke my knee and they still laugh at me

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

If u wanna be my homie then show me■