This is a song about "I airball a layup"

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

How come i can't escape from a girl i consider a bitch?

Then keep your change like an oink machine

I was a fiend before i became a teen

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

I hope it still got a

You're fucking with me, nigga

All of a sudden i feel a pang a

Our nation have to bow, africa

When i was a baby i didn't have a rattle, i had a pen

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

I pipe in and one night her

I guess i aint a soldier

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

I got a massive wave like a crusade