This is a song about "Drugs guns machete ache weed hear kill ill shit slit oranges syringes"

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Believing my genius schemes are conceiving a seamless dream of weed n' drugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Wrecking with ill skill,my rhymes are like diseases they slowly kill.

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

This ill shit will kill quick it's no incident

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Basketball is my favorite sport