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

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

If this is the right time

Just my chillin paradigm

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

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

We just chillin with crew

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well