This is a song about "Chilling eating"

Chilling in full bandos because

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

And i just love your flashy ways

Never fucking break,only chilling chase..

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Piccolos playing, while a nigga just chilling

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing