This is a song about "Los angeles lakers"

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Washington, d.c to los angeles, ca

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

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

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

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

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

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Gettin vodka from los vegas,