This is a song about "Married to the game and money getting longer"

I'm married to the game, to the maximum, nissan,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Your getting taken to the icu bruised and battered

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

And if it's getting obvious i'm on to the opposite

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Until we get everything,the south married to the game just like a wedding ring

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Peep game don't let the money make you change

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Married to the devil, for better or worse

The anger's getting to me, and it's forming a monstrous beast/

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field