This is a song about "Relaxed"

I mean the shit is, huey newton going stupid

Then you can tell your friends that you relaxed with the kid

Mom relaxed, dad chilled, we all had it better

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Popcorn relaxed take a seat enjoy the show were all a bunch of freaks,

U know i prolly marked a nigga up like bruise while u all relaxed chilling

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Shouts and wards come my way, i don't feel relaxed

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack