This is a song about "Kobe braynat"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

If you ever feel alone and

Ball like kobe bryant/

I'm a torn achilles, and you just another kobe bryant,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Presidential status got me ballin like kobe and shaq,

And then i bring some more heat, go lebron on the verse, fuck kobe.

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way