This is a song about "Game design"

I got here in the game,

Well rick james, maury jane

My design so devine

Soft white the art i twine

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Maybe to stop the design that is enshrined for niggas who don't give a damn about our life

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

// [daddy's in the game]

He don't do the same

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Like a fuckin design, no need for profits i already got mine,

You're not usin' your brain

I need to change the game,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

By design, and im on the incline