This is a song about "The homies"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Runnin from the system , soon it'll catch up/ my life with the homies/ down for

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I'm the nigga with the homies that be sellin' drugs

European model white bitch is eating donuts

But a lot of my homies like to tote the laser beams

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door