This is a song about "Gfx cards"

Out the ghetto, helllo that can be you, play your cards, watch out the jokers

This is what i cannot say, but plays over and over above my shoulders

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

// [you can hold all the cards]

You haters put up your guards

Finish line with the tire marks

// [you can hold all the cards]

Let me rideuntil i get free

I played the cards that you dealt me

I just want my cards dealt right, cuts proportionate, fortunate,

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,