This is a song about "Basketball guns"

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

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

I'm playing basketball on the devil's court,

Like basketball i toss the alley

Look it something they can't ever see

These chalance give me balance

You can't evade my guns,

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

My city's culture to the game now in existence