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

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

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

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

I pour the cereal and the milk, ready for the taste to be ethereal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

I went out to the corner all the homies hanging out

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Still waiting for the one day when i figure out my fate

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

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