This is a song about "Kobe byrant"

You kids don't know me, cold clutch like kobe.

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

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

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Presidential status got me ballin like kobe and shaq,

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

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

Kobe bryant married that young chick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

You say that u be ballin like kobe but your whack