This is a song about "Lakers"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

And we're ballin' like when walter frazier fought the lakers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Fuck a three peat / only lakers and bulls were the ones to complete

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep