This is a song about "Chillin with my bros h phrenzy and mcfly"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Just sittin chillin like a villian with my family.

Hoes and bros and average joes chillin' like a sick villain,

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

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

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I can survive with my bros and some luck...

Chillin like a villain got my red eye glare

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun

Chillin with presidents name barack

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck