This is a song about "Speck is chill"

Oh-kay, here's the situation

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

Plottin' don’t even worry

Suspect on deck that's that speck to me

Plus she's glad for the little things she hasand over there there's a lady

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

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

They tell me i need to chill

Lady at the frank stand will

I thought i recognized her

So i chill like danny glover/