This is a song about "Chilling with my best nigga"

I've been shining and grinding all night with my nigga,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Yo i've been doin' this shit, i rhyme with my nigga randy,

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Piccolos playing, while a nigga just chilling

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Mors westford on a nigga with my axes of fury

I'm chilling with jesus

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I wanted the money and never the fame

Chilling in my mansion bruce wayne/