This is a song about "Going to the game"

Love turns into pain

I need to change the game,

I'd rather sully my name, then to keep dulling the game

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

Bet i get like 8 of them

But im still going to grab the pen

Well rick james, maury jane

I make love to the game

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

But it doesn't come across to well, like the crying game.

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Im going to the gym! to annoy the chicks! and

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Going to the southern land

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast