This is a song about "Basketball and apriocts"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Grab the scissors and saws and

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Showing my skills like i'm playing basketball on the court

No one notice your struggle

And inhospitable,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs