This is a song about "How i better thank everyone at basketball"

And everybody's having sex

Everyone forgets their head at this depth

If i look content i'm a lot better at faking now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Since then i did it too everyone

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Me ahead of me thats how everyone

But i thank god that you found me

Summertime in the city

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only