This is a song about "Thought u was my homie"

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

You thought u was a borough nigga so step down before i pull the trigger

Old school , og , chicano sound/ / cruzin to the 602 , holdin it down bird city knows

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Heard my voice just thought i was that high

Where did my time go? i let it fly

You gotta understand man

My homie always down to hang,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Like i was trapped in jar but then i met my homie karn