This is a song about "Living in hillsboro"

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Even though some cocksuckers are living in ignorance/

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

We be like chow

We're living in the now

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing