This is a song about "Saviour of the game"

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

I'm the queen of this game

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

The game providing decays of the same

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

The name of the game is

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

The quintessential destruction of the rap game,

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

The marathon of this game always changes in pace,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

That shit got no flavor claiming you the lyrical saviour please

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze