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

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

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

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

I do this for the homies that are not with you

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

He screamed out for god, but there was no one there.

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

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

Been riding with my homies since day one

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open