This is a song about "Kobe"

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Ball like kobe bryant/

Used to call me "dope game" when i copped from jose

So whos yo neighbor? well i know it ain't kobe/

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Kobe bryant married that young chick

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

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

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

Once saw 48 net 81 points for kobe bryant

What's the cause of this excitement

Ballin like i'm kobe,

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