This is a song about "Basketball freak"

There must be another route, way out

..bitch ima clean freak i dont mess around,

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Going on my own to play some basketball

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak in the sheets,

Basketball without rim shillings

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight