This is a song about "Having chode"

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

If your having a bad day

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Yeah, we just having a good time

Always thought having you there was comforting

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My mom broke but she posted the bail

This verse leaves you having to read braille

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Ive been having these thoughts

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,