This is a song about "My homey"

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

This is my original, my validation

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Roll up niggas be like sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

(hook) mess with the south homey thats a dream,hallucinating or imagining x2

Take the steps to finally relieve us, from the debts of non-acted threats

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin