This is a song about "First pick in nba draft"

In the first days, shy and nervous

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Miami nights, made a couple grand

If you ain't first, you came in last

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I dragged my draft, prepared

Niggas in the street scared

Wrote my first track in my teenage years

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

When i put my tongue on automatic im the first in the draft pick

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Pick the knife up off the counter and make the first slice/

Dawg your not hot stop it,in a draft im always the top pick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick