This is a song about "Chilling with the fam"

Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

But i guess that shit's just tough love

I'm chilling with jesus

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Back when shelby had that timberwood, off the fam good

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Reppin red an black cause cgs the fam bitch