This is a song about "Hope and basketball"

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Hope to die tonight and and retrieve my peace, i try

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

I'm playing basketball on the devil's court,

And i got that bait, they all bad

Basketball, you are flat

Hope you hit me back and i hope you feel better

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And hope to be rich and wealthy once i grow older,

Shows to do, got record to sell

That leads between hope and dispair