This is a song about "Killing the game"

The realist in the game

All the bitches know my name

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Im aggressible to the game

Cause we fresh on the game

Wale and we are not the same

Occupation is the game

I was so sincere like nas first name

Searching for fortune and fame

Cause this is the rap game.

Your going against the mean killing machine

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

In the game killing you with the sickest flows

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes