This is a song about "Defense of the ancients"

Of the book of your life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Ha, running rebel on another level

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

She likes the way it hits her lips

King of the va, off of those toxins.

A captain like the shielded star avenger my defense is

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches