This is a song about "The homie alex"

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

I don't think so...homie don't play that from the get go

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

We vegetables, on them record labels

Oh wait, its just the homie mumbles

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

I roam like phone with no vocal reception

To the homie wit no discretion