This is a song about "Smoking with homies"

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

5 star meals all the homies break bread with me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

To look at you is painful, cuz i ain’t seen you naked

Go where you ain't been

Smoking weed with depression,

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

On the couch with my homies, watching comedy central with a cold soda