This is a song about "Chilling with the crew"

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

This a different motor man better go to work

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Stay chilling to the beat that's playing now

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

A damn innocent bystander chilling with her friends

When i get to warwick avenue

Hope you partake when you're with the whole crew