This is a song about "Chillin with niggas"

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

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Niggas trynna kill themselves with lethal injections

Been chillin with my homies and we smokin good,

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,