This is a song about "Lakers are good"

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

I've been down feelin like i am clown through are not that good rhymes

Because one day the good people are gonna end ya,

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Are so good while yours are mold

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Say that your skills are increasing, but you've never been good at rap.

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

But for every evil theres a good, so are we normal even if we do as the strange do?