This is a song about "Chilling on a sofa"

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Catch, me chilling wielding the heney like pac on some thug-life shit

Chilling with some smoking maybe just a couple beers,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Smoking a roach on the sofa with the lights all off,

Chilling out in the shade

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

We rest on the sofa

Who knows what the

Ask me what i'm doing bitch i'm chilling like a villain

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son