This is a song about "Classic 1960s board games"

Fiends of classic hip hop with a massive

You ain’t never been higher than this

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Dont wanna play no mind games

Blow trees like a hurricane

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Thats why i end up on top the score board.

Fire reds and flu games

And no longing for dates

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Things get traumatic when i get combative my pragmatic is classic

Hurled over board, i know the chords.

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic