This is a song about "Bad at basketball"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Basketball, you are flat

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Told me whats good and bad

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Basketball without rim shillings

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Going on my own to play some basketball

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Looking at the pretty smile, that cleans my soul from all the bad ways