This is a song about "Not that deep"

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

But this goes so deep, -real deep-

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Your the type of hater that ends up floatin 6ft deep at the bottom of a barrel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ashamed if it - words that cut deep to the bone marrow

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

But it's not like that, but it's not like that, at all

Now deep down you know that shits wrong, it just isn't etiquette/

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

First off congratulations on the win

Deep inside it kills him, knowing that she feels him