This is a song about "Salman think he is good in basketball"

All because he is white they think he can't rhyme, till he spit some shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Think this is new, well i'm in shock

Okay man you do the drop

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

"he is unbeaten" is the only words i hear in the ring.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

He is in the midst of unknown disaster

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

Yo that bitch think he is the best

Yeah i know you think you're good, but in reality you can't rap.

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Going on my own to play some basketball

Hands up, throw me up against the wall