This is a song about "Speck is chill"

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Chill son, five more minutes

My skills are elevating, chill but devastating, burning with the fire that hell is blazing

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

Lady at the frank stand will

Your girl look like she need to chill

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I wanna chill, i wanna chill, i wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Meditation, no medication can't help me to chill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Chill with that shit we you can't spit

There is a light that shines

My ill rhymes, will chill spines/