This is a song about "My game straight ill"

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

My mind turns straight to the mistress.

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Ill kill the fucking game and burn it down like its waco/

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

Thats why my flow flies straight,

I'm dreaming to be great

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight