This is a song about "Gfx cards"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards

The cards stack up against us like casinos, and you ain't even know it,

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Your joker, 52 cards in a deck , the mad mans me the one who's gonna slit your

Let's enjoy our younger years

Post cards and my letters

Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I got these tats all on my arms

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art