This is a song about "Any given day we can kill the game"

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Cant wait for the day where i can wake up and say "look momma we made it"

What's on my mind at any given time of day,

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

What’s on my mind at any given time of day

So we feel like we can kill defiance

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

To liberate yourself, africa

Any given time or place cause i'm a

Hey, today is the day that we put the game out it’s misery,

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

We keep it freezing at any given season

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/