This is a song about "Chillin with the crew"

And no nigga gon love you

When i'm through, with your crew/

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Hope you partake when you're with the whole crew

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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