This is a song about "Kobe bryant"

You say that u be ballin like kobe but your whack

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

So here's a toast to the east coast run / kobe gonna take the trophy easy son

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Once saw 48 net 81 points for kobe bryant

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

And ima clear my name like kobe bryant

Meet the team, we all lions, from town who found bryant

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

In my own group, i ball so hard the they dont think but know im kobe, im drainin every hoop,

I got somethin' to prove and i got nothin' to lose, so to all y'all fat critics stuck in a loop,

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Ballin like i'm kobe,

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say