This is a song about "A girl that s whack at video games"

Those hip-hop games are mine, and if that died within a day or two,

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

I had been around niggas, killas, pimps

Take a look at my girl, take a good glimpse

"god, he's whack," they stare at me like a zombie pack,

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Died before that video came out of miley giving head/

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

At a track meet and your tryna spit on a whack beat.

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

That video games caused the "ruthlessness"