This is a song about "My game"

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Now my deduction fucks the game up, but not just one no, not the rap game

My rappin is tight, ez money is my game

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

It's not my fault you chose to play my devilish game

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

My game is vicious and cruel

I'm on the block as usual

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Got the game on lock in my pocket

Ok, i get it, i really gotta step up my game

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

You try mess with my name, my game

Well rick james, maury jane