This is a song about "Young homies"

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Or knowing that my homies got my back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Mobbing with the homies and family

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Call all my closes homies dr though

Ten more depending on where wale going

But homies,are you ready fight to win?

I chill now...cop a little ice later

My homies was just against my nature.

Homies my only certainty

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see