this track is about watching your back and who are your true homies. they only come around when they need you ... they act like they are your homie ... they tell you that they have your back ... but they aren t and they don t ... you go walking down the block ... you have some green kush that is premium in your pocket ... in your hand is a bag with some hennessy ... it is friday night and your headed to your homies to party with him and some single ladies ... you are almost there then a car circles the block twice ... you saw who it is the first time ... you think no problem their my homies ... but before you get to the next block four of them are chasing you from behind ... you see the car ahead on the street and one of them standing between the parked cars ... it is dark and no street light ... to pows and your on the ground bleeding ... next the four are taking your money, hennessy and your kush ... it all happened so fast no one saw anything ... you think god is this the end and how it is going to be ... your friend tries to come to your aid but the police won t let him cross the line ... one lady stands crying because she was going to ask you out when you got there ... sad to say that you didn t make it ... your friend is pouring out liqour, your homie blows out some smoke and that lady weeps ... dearly beloved are the first words ... before you realize it your above looking down at your true homies ...