This is a song about "Blackjack"

Willing, gotta hand in blackjack so you know i'm dealing. they call me hustler j,

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

This battles blackjack my lyric score gets twenty one,

I ain't trynna be politically correct

Playing blackjack you're bust and still wanting to be dealt