This is a song about "Deck"

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

I'm on deck yo, batter up

Love will have you stuck

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Gotta go, let her leave

Two reflections into one

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

To them it's just a story

Suspect on deck that's that speck to me

Do you know what it's like to have the deck of cards stacked against you...

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue