This is a song about "Chillin with my mates"

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Chillin with presidents name barack

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

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Im smoking alaskan thunderfuck, chillin with this tight white girl must be luck,

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

I was just trippin' and chillin' with winnie the pooh,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

And just in time your head is mine

Just my chillin paradigm

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Never felt better chillin with buds on ghosts with a vector shooting thugs