This is a song about "Is this just a game to you"

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Take a bow before you exit this game.

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

This isn't a diss, this is just a reply to hip-hop's low supply/

Yall think this is a game to fight

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

And this is just a start

No wonder why when times get hard

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Lane stanly i'm fucked in the brain, you think this is a game/

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

In this game of chess you just a pawn

In you brain money is the game.. this green got me higher then a plane

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

If you a player in the game, this should hold you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue