This is a song about "Hipe in the chat"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

In the foreground while i'm in the

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

I sit back roll couple of zig zag's and chit chat

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Ive had three girlfriends on roulette of chat

Im sayin one night my love is like that

My flow is picturesque, picture this like snap chat

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

I don't chit chat and do the same shit that my hater would

He's in the books he's in the cites

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites