This is a song about "Chillin wit my niggas"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. yeah, my rap service.

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Just sittin chillin like a villian with my family.

For now everything just seem so right

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Just my chillin paradigm

Shit, see that thing there was mine

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Cause the niggas i grew up wit' wanna see me in a beam