This is a song about "Game it"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I'm talking about the rap game i'll take it next december.

Ice melts into rain

But isn't it all just a game

Is like a game so you betta play it just right.

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Lifes a game, i aint even tryna play it

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Ok, i get it, i really gotta step up my game

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

It's a game, and i plan to win it

In this game it ain't the fame, ‘cuz i've been patiently watching,

They ain’t really for condoms, i just think that it’s shocking

But it ain't no rules in this game giving slobs blue

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh