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

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

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

If your my homie then show me

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Stabbing and gashing at me, thrashing my arms and motherfucken knees

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

It's a new year, yeah i'm on my new me,

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

No time to plot retreats

Looking at me and my dre beats