This is a song about "My homies are real"

Yo to all my homies in rappad, peace out there!

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

For real my fists are made of steal

But this real, fuck how you feel

People love hodgy i hate you though

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

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

I do this for the homies that are not with you