This is a song about "The homies smoking"

I went out to the corner all the homies hanging out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

I've been fly, i'd could probably show