This is a song about "Big chillin"

We just chillin with crew

What preceded was the clue

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Cougar chillin at the crunch and munch

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

And right now, you're chillin, mind on yourself.

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I'm chillin' like a mannequin, grinnin' like zapp brannigan

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun