This is a song about "Chilling on a nice day"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I kill shit on a day to day basis,

While i'm running away screaming fuck you have a nice day.

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

A nice guy, trying to get by, on the outside filled with life

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

You can find me chilling up on the podium,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Without a nice pair of titties i would probably last a day,

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

I'm jumping on board, are you too (u2)? it's a beautiful day

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way