Why My Homie
Silkk The Shocker Lyrics


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Master P)
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but
like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool

Imagine this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat
Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie
Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Now me and Silkk got to ride
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see another day, another funeral
It's sad, I look into they eyes
Damn, everybody's got to die
But one day, I guess we gon to wake up
When they puttin me in that black truck
It could be you, it could be her
But in the end everybody gets did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
I still question God for callin my homie name

Chorus I (2X): Why my homie had to die?
Now somebody mama gonna cry

(Silkk)
Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda f**ked me up
I never thought he could be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home
I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, didn't even much affect you
I wonder why my homie died at such a young age
I wonder why my homie death didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live
See ya gotta watch out for all us killa kids
Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard
But look at Mr. President in the White House tryin to play God
Put us all in one big ole boat
They call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto

Damn. Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin
I guess that mean the whole world is f**kin dyin





Chorus I (2X)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Silkk The Shocker's song "Why My Homie" speak on the unfortunate reality of violence and death within the ghetto. The song begins with Master P expressing his disbelief at how many times he has to wear a suit and attend funerals due to the loss of his friends. The lyrics then paint a picture of a funeral where P is dressed in all black with a gun, mourning the loss of his friend who was shot from behind by someone driving up and blasting him with an uzi. P and Silkk are left to ride after the funeral, feeling the sadness on their side. The chorus repeats the question "Why my homie had to die?" followed by the recognition that somebody's mother will cry.


Silkk continues the song by sharing his own experience with death, specifically his brother's passing. He reflects on how his brother's death, unlike his grandfather's, greatly affected him. He wonders who will protect him when his time comes to pass and explains how deaths often go unnoticed or unmentioned in the media. Silkk speaks on how life is not worth it and how being a young person in a violent community can make one feel like a "killa kid". He references the struggle to stay strong and the unfairness of how those in power treat those in impoverished areas.


Overall, the lyrics to "Why My Homie" are a raw and honest portrayal of the pain and complexity that comes with loss and violence within low-income areas. Through Silkk and Master P's verses, listeners get a glimpse into the realities of the ghetto and the ways in which it shapes the lives and emotions of those who reside there.


Line by Line Meaning

Imagine this, me dressed in all black
Picture me attending a funeral wearing all black clothing


At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat
Armed with a handgun at a funeral


Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
I assume my friend, who was black, passed away


It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
It was a tragic moment when my friend died


Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
It was similar to the music video for the song "Waterfalls" by TLC


But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie
This was an actual event and not a fictional movie


Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Someone arrived in a car and shot my friend with a machine gun


Now me and Silkk got to ride
Silkk The Shocker and I have to seek revenge


After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
We have to take action after the funeral because I am mourning on my own


Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
In the ghetto, there is a constant sense of darkness and danger


I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
With the frequency of deaths in the ghetto, all of us are eventually going to die


But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
I cannot worry excessively, mother, because I prioritize my own life


And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
If I die violently on the streets, it is simply my time to die


But if I live to see another day, another funeral
If I survive, there will inevitably be more funerals to attend in the future


It's sad, I look into they eyes
It is heartbreaking, as I look into the eyes of mourners at funerals


Damn, everybody's got to die
Everyone is going to die someday, and it is unfortunate


But one day, I guess we gon to wake up
Eventually, we will all come to the realization that life is short


When they puttin me in that black truck
When I die and they transport my body in a hearse


It could be you, it could be her
Anyone could die at any given moment


But in the end everybody gets did up
Everyone will eventually die, regardless of age or circumstance


I still question God for callin my homie name
I continue to ask God why he chose to take the life of my friend


Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much
When my grandfather died when I was young, I did not fully comprehend the gravity of the situation


But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda f**ked me up
However, seeing my brother's dead body on the ground affected me deeply


I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home
I never imagined that the last time my brother left the house, he would not return


I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
I worry about who will protect me when it is my time to die


I wonder why my homie died at such a young age
I question why my friend passed away while still young


Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard
Despite the difficulties I face, I try to remain strong


Put us all in one big ole boat
We are all in the same difficult situation


I call it one big ghetto
I view it as one large impoverished area


Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin
It appears as if the iconic Statue of Liberty is shedding tears


I guess that mean the whole world is f**kin dyin
This suggests that the whole world is experiencing a period of turmoil and suffering


Why my homie had to die?
Why did my friend have to die?


Now somebody mama gonna cry
Now someone's mother is going to grieve




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Indio Cal

In my teens I loved this song and my dad loved the way Master P said "every body got's to die" which is of course absolutely true. Growing up I was always a huge fan of rest in peace songs cause I felt more often than not they had the best beat and most feeling behind them.

Joey Collins

I agree

Rez Junkee

Chills every time I hear this song...RIP Artemis my brother, he passed in 1998, car accident.

Alberto Alaverga

I remember I use to play this song and watch my older brother thinking I don't know what I'd do with out him in this crazy life he passed away in a car accident in May 28th 2001 and now I'm literally feelin every word to thin song Rest In Peace O.J miss you brother....

SouLo47

rip to your brother dont know what id do with out both of mine :(

Santiago Iraburu Bonafé

rest in peace man...

Raul Saavedra

I played this song for my Aztec father who passed away in 2005 much love to you

Uros Jevtovic

C Murder had such a polished flow on this song..

Lamont McDaniels

@BizzoMane G.O.Sthat's wassup free c but you sent c a letter or you seen him in person ?

BizzoMane G.O.S

@King L.A. Smith free my guy C I chatted with him he told me to tell all the brothers out che to do the right thing so we can avoid incarceration shot out to your bros I lost one too my g stay up my G

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