This is a song about "Dancing and playing basketball"

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

And i'm not playing around

Every year i get it out

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Basketball is a sport to play and understand have some

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

And i ain't playing around i fuckin came to take a puff

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring