This is a song about "Game"

Then we cut, look how she say my name

Allow yourself to play his game,

The realist in the game

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

You think this is a game?

Bitch this is not a game

I'm going off the top of the brain

I'm the queen of this game

Love turns into pain

You're not usin' your brain

Catchin up, in the game,

It’s not a game, hold your dame

// [daddy's in the game]

I make love to the game

See dog? rap is my aim