This is a song about "Still"

Can we still hang out? still talk kiss hug and fuck?

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Still the man with the pan

Any way you can

But we still smoke and we still fuck

Well, um, there's a but

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Influence, pleaded you still beaten

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Accidentally kill your family still

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

Im still loaded, im loaded

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit