This is a song about "On the a game"

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Veterans are bitter, jittering, considering i'm a newborn in the game

Fuck the game, she's just a selfish prick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

Rap game on hold all for the kid

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

I'm the man 4 da game cuz i bring on da game

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Truth be told in this game the seasons reflect on whether or not if a nigga might change/

Marshall, come on we'll watch the game, it's the cowboys and buccaneers

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

You give a lil chuck'll and start playing the name game.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again