This is a song about "Pour one out for the homies"

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

But for present day, i'll pour the gasoline that will set a blaze/

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Keep on smoking, pour the liquor out real slow,

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Now i'm kept untamed, blood pour out leave a blood stain

Bend her over, pour it out,thats a teapot

I can only imagine, uncle bob

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

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