This is a song about "Bt sport"

Bt my dad made me "the godfather" offer...which i just cant refuse...

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Basketball is a sport to play and understand have some

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

And these nigga see this shit as a water sport

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

Bt let me tel u baby this is not the case..

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne