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

Gave me a burn on my hurting heart

No wonder why when times get hard

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

The greed inside my soul gave me shove,

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

Callin me out? dood u ain't got my number ur not on my level

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

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

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

Cut me off, delete my number, and never call

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all