This is a song about "Shooting people kicking back with the homies"

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Back when we was shooting up cops

You pull up in parking lots

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

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

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

5 star meals all the homies break bread with me

Or knowing that my homies got my back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I'm the nigga with the homies that be sellin' drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux