This is a song about "Watching over my homies"

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

This is for my homies in the pen, man i rhyme tight,

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

Watching my woman of twenty years wither away,

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

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

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

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

And my grannie in the sky watching over me while

Call all my closes homies dr though

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow