This is a song about "Tramp homies"

And there's little to be glad for

My homies was just against my nature.

Your last man was semi pro

Homies that i don't yet know,

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

But i guess it's the skill of a well made up tramp.

Been riding with my homies since day one

I told him get his 9 and run

3 homies chilling making classics

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Then put a stamp on a goddamn tramp