This is a song about "Lebrun hairline"

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

I see now that none of this is my fault

Basketball is my favorite sport

Corduroys, cam will shine

Your laying lives out on the line.

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

But can't come up with a good line of rhyme.

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time