This is a song about "Relaxing"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

To get your brain relaxing, a zany acting maniac in action

Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

As i sit here wishing for those relaxing dreams,

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Just maxin, relaxing, and rippin faggots hearts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

So next time i come, i'll bring you one