This is a song about "Lsa angeles lakers"

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Washington, d.c to los angeles, ca

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

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,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

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

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years