This is a song about "My hommies"

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty

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

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

On the bible you can run

Grab my knife and my gun

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------