This is a song about "Bad basketball playeres"

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Showing my skills like i'm playing basketball on the court

Times aren't always that bad

The third one is mixed, white and black

My garage full of cars that bounce

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Why you treat them so bad

Goddamn, the boy's back

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Going on my own to play some basketball

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Basketball without rim shillings

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

Luxury life, results living bad

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack