This is a song about "Kobe conomon"

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Call kobe in c-mode bitch i got hang time, aint no time

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

This monster that lingers in me so abs#truse to conjure up these sentences of dis#pute

Kobe bryant married that young chick

On trial for possession of some chronic

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

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

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

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

And ima clear my name like kobe bryant

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Ball like kobe bryant/

I’m coming back like light-skin and

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play