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

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Chilling in my mansion bruce wayne/

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Remixing classics, bringing back the old school flow/

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

3 homies chilling making classics

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

I do it for the classics

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

The only from my section trying to make the classics,