This is a song about "Basket ball fan"

Staring at the crystal ball

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

You get balls dropped in your hole like your a fucking basket,

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

You're not, such a fan

Drop top on this thang

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I'm bulletproof, fan base crazy