This is a song about "Chill high"

I'm way too chill, in the car i stayed

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Chill with asap and get get lit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

My ill rhymes, will chill spines/

There is a light that shines

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Chill nigga, with that live life flow,

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I just chill like cheech and chong

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

But until until then ill chill back

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby