This is a song about "How i dont like lebron james"

You see, i dont listen to pleas, no matter how you beg you wont get to me.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I dont care how many words,

That try to chase these skirts

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

But when i be they dont like it

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

I dont care how hard its gonna be to fit in

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

I dont know how you feel about me

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet