As I step into the mic a testimony to the mic
I said friend or foe how should I know
A friend who had carried me then he nearly buried me
Sweat it fret it don't even regret it

The motherfucker's a punk he'll relax and get waxed
Like one day back in the past cause
So you better watch out who you're pushin'
Said Homey turned left he should've went straight ya'll

So listen to my timely pitch let me tell you 'bout a lonely bitch
So smooth and fine like Saki wine like the Ganja Grass you know the kind that lasts
But then then came a test of sincerity it opened my eyes wide with clarity
Don't sweat it fret it or even regret it said Homey turned left
He should've went straight ya'll

To recap the gap I slap into your face
One fucked up world one fucked up race
So you better watch out who you're pushin'
Cause you never know a motherfucker looking at
Your back Your back I got your back right

Back a back I got your back right
Back a back I got your back right
Said Homey turned left
He should've went straight ya'll