This is a song about "Going to the nba"

But im still going to grab the pen

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Just free bars going to the limit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Like a plague spreading the fever your going to feel the heat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

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

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

I'm going to write lyrics to the whole world feel it,

Nothing is going to be the same

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

This is the way your life is supposed to be going.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

So i'm going to tryyyyy to live you to the highest.

I am only a man and i don't know what to think