This is a song about "School appropriate basketball"

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

No appropriate opponents but further should i condone it?

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

The thugs say i'm cool

But now i'm in high school

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Going on my own to play some basketball

Basketball is a sport to play and understand have some

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem

And even your friends at school.

Strapped up, know i keep that tool