This is a song about "Different courts"

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight

I seem to love these whips - a white

We bout to do something different...

If you ever feel alone and

I’m coming back like light-skin and

But i knew that you were different.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

If its a different state or different city?

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Those who do dare to be different/

Two different stories,

4-3... yea, remember that please

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

But that's why you different