This is a song about "Brock from pokemon"

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

500 at the villa ain't no problem

What you've done, or where you're from.

She said my love is outta here

Cause i aint no pokemon just a seer

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Down in dallas at the all-star game

They know where i come from

Straight lane kiffen them

How fitting we at stadium

Arise through the group you came from

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.