This is a song about "Watching over my homies"

Folarin, the muse of the hater

My homies was just against my nature.

I think somebody's watching over me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Been riding with my homies since day one

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

So i took me and my homies and went on some reconnaissance/

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

Watching my woman of twenty years wither away,

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Or knowing that my homies got my back