This is a song about "Game bree"

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

That i'm leavin the game

Until then end of your game.

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Still the man with the pan

The game plan, the game plan

You think this is a game?

And i put that on my name

Hallow be thy name

I'm the queen of this game

I make love to the game

Searching for fortune and fame

He don't do the same

Occupation is the game

I got here in the game,

Lost in the rain