This is a song about "Going to the nba"

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

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

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

Im going to be the one standing with the crown

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

My success is going to be the thank you

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

But im still going to grab the pen

Just free bars going to the limit

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit