This is a song about "Bad cards"

Ads played through him like cards in a deck

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I got these tats all on my arms

// [you can hold all the cards]

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

I played the cards that you dealt me

All on the furniture with no regards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Roll up niggas be like sex

You haters put up your guards

// [you can hold all the cards]

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,