This is a song about "I m 23 basketball player"

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

If only i could rap to you

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...