This is a song about "Jacob is a baller"

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Till the sentence is a essence,

You just working with the scraps you was given

There is such a fierce competition

Took my heart away from money

Is a necessity,

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

See, i'm just trying to focus

That's what a public offense is

I just play my part make moves like chess

His life is a complete mess

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,