This is a song about "Whiteboys chilling in the lk"

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Chilling on the bed cuz you know what i really said

You candy rappers got damn disasters, myself, i'm chilling

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

But i'm just chilling and we on the rise

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Hottest record label, but still in all i'm chilling

You niggas need an upgrade, chilling through the breeze in window shade,

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing