This is a song about "The homie alex"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

To the homie wit no discretion

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I used to ditch school when the homie had the chevy

His homie went to his house and opened the door

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

But the thing is homie theres no easy way

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday