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

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

This rap game i'm building, this all a truth just put into a rhythm

Parking lot of the blue flame

Sorry life's is just, ruthless game

Cause this is the rap game.

Well rick james, maury jane

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Take a bow before you exit this game.

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

All the bitches know my name

Is love really just a game

Murdering this game all ready as a youngin' which is rigorous

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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