This is a song about "Hi kids"

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Dandelions to say hi, save her from the creeps

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

"hi there, you hungry, how can i cater?"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Everytime i meet a new person, it starts with "hi."

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I have your girl right beside me. she says hi.

They still don't speak to him, no of them try to say hi

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die