This is a song about "Bars lyrics basketball nigga metaphor similes gossip foolishness stupidity guns fighting words women"

Lets come up to my city

Doomed by gods stupidity

You do realize that your make up will not fix your stupidity.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Going on my own to play some basketball

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Since the information taught is worthless as gossip

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

Fighting words to people who can't understand em

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

Similes about guns, as fake as a simulation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin