This is a song about "Kickin it with nate"

I'm kickin' derriere, no beats with wary snares,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Ambition is my shit and i put that on my name

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Great's always kickin' knowledge, the devil's alive,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

I dont watch it i play with it