This is a song about "Chillin with the homie"

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Chillin with presidents name barack

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

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

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

With temple in you mind its big homie canvaz teaching you the blessings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks