This is a song about "Basketball pussy money weed"

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

But i'm not worried

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Not king james, these were coke kings

Basketball without rim shillings

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Going on my own to play some basketball