This is a song about "Being my game"

My punch lines being so memorable was unintentional/

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

If i'm helping the game, or being purely a bully,

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

My punch lines being so memorable was unintentional.

Through all the rain and the pain

You try mess with my name, my game

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Despite my life being' unavailable

And my minds being matched

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Now my deduction fucks the game up, but not just one no, not the rap game

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane