This is a song about "Fo da love of da game"

Poke out from behind her

Verse 1 (great da king slayer):

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Da nigga still fucked 'round. yo, hit da kill switch

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

The art of mcing mixed with da vinci and mc ren

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

You messin wit da truth,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes