This is a song about "My hommies"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

You heard my name in my last rap but not my story

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Roll up niggas be like sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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