This is a song about "Fun times with friends"

I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

Uprise with in and advise ya friends.

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

By becomin friends with "the monster"

Okay, okay, times up, no more fun and games

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

You better get with the times

I wish i could have 25 wives

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Cleverly comprised/ together with friends, family and dalliance

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents