This is a song about "The homie"

Come homie how you gon' deny the fact im one of the best

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Oh wait, its just the homie mumbles

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time