This is a song about "The homies chillin"

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Just get drunk all the time, until i'm chillin real nice

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

My homies in the back screaming "b.i.n.g.o

Chillin at the crib alone so you know i'm blasting that music

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I do this for the homies that are not with you

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Cougar chillin at the crunch and munch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

I be chillin' and i'm spillin' when i'm hittin' the do', marijuana blazer, yo

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Chillin in the library ayee mr daggs