I’m a deadbeat friend, I’m awkward when it comes to y’all

I dread hangin out at bars

I’d rather smoke on cigars

While listening to some beats and bars

That chill get a nigga on charge

Maybe some illegal activities hidden from the law

Bumpin chops inside the car

I’m livin, I’m thinkin large

Stress-free is what I call the cause

Mantra: “Fuck It, No Prob'”