This is a song about "Balling like said i w"

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Like i said i run this bitch like im the fuckin reverend

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

And like i said that's just daily how it happens

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Censor you like that one line i said

Then off to work, i said by like a cycle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning