This is a song about "Chill mellow acid"

While scheming on hits

Chill son, five more minutes

Your girl look like she need to chill

I used to be the most humble until

As i light one for ill will

They tell me i need to chill

Snoopin for sach, in his tiny little ballsack your lucky, im mellow

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

And everythings mellow when you high off life

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

As she goes through the levels

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Tryna get this money, so i can chill