This is a song about "One drink for my homies"

Let me rideuntil i get free

You don't drink, more for me

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Runnin from the system , soon it'll catch up/ my life with the homies/ down for

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

With my lyrics i'm elusive, two stones for my one bird

Or knowing that my homies got my back

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Well, at least this may be my last drink

Now i'm back with one of my latest