This is a song about "Chillin with my niggas"

We chillin out when niggas can't afford to be

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Just sittin chillin like a villian with my family.

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

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes