This is a song about "Chillin with the crew"

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

No david lettermans acting a fool

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

Would have came back for you

The original crew grew too/

You good man, we don't want you

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

Chillin with presidents name barack

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck