This is a song about "Chilling with mates"

But my mates said i'm a loser

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I see past there bullshit and there lies, plans bsckfires,im chilling with my manz getting higher

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

My so called mates all turned to snakes

I'm back on these highways moving cakes