This is a song about "Riding with the homies"

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I do this for the homies that are not with you

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Riding down the highway (zoom zoom)

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

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Gamble with homies breaking more ankles than just his

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Been riding with my homies since day one

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

I bring it through the ghetto without riding round