This is a song about "Chillin with my girls"

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

I'll be chillin in the rap house with you out lookin in.

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Chillin with presidents name barack

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Chillin like a villain got my red eye glare

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

With all that crap, he still gets his girls

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots