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

Trying to come at me...homie i wish u would,

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

Just to make it in this broadway lights

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

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Don't believe me, just watch

My homie just beat the charge

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Your last weeks news, thought my emotions was true

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

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm