This is a song about "Children s card games"

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Just start writing on a card

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

We don't believe you, you need more people

Homework is hard, postmark on the card

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

As i christen your children

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Box car children trying to hide

Girls always playing games with emotions

Look this the joint that could get me the spins