This is a song about "Three homies chilling making classics"

The only from my section trying to make the classics,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

When we're done we'll sit back, hip-hop release the classics,

I be giving work to the kids

They forgot the classics

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Said it already, my classic rhythm brings back classics/