This is a song about "In the game"

The realist in the game

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

If you don't then you better tag out i'm in the game

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

I turned into something they never became

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

// [daddy's in the game]

For a brand new chapter in the same old game,

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Get in a position to fuck the game

The best you'll get in the game/

Bad rap, cuties claim