This is a song about "The homie"

But the thing is homie theres no easy way

I was gonna write you a poem today

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Check this out homie my parents are gone for the week

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

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

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

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine