This is a song about "Bad basketball players"

Like basketball i toss the alley

And all women who had light features, see

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Convertibles with turbo jets

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I do not want to get involved with drugdealers and players