This is a song about "My coach gave me the number 23"

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

They hatin on me just like a sudden change coach.

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

My pops never gave me props for what im not

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

...my god gave me permission

She all on my skin

My dad caught me and told me "dat i didnt gave u the permit"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

You gave me confidence, about my appearance especially my weight

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

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth