This is a song about "Slam dunk contest"

My conquest keeps me dissin, this shit just isn't a contest

That's another topic, we should start a project

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

I launched a fist right at him, bim bim, bam, wham, slam,

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

But i won't promise for the longest it's been a tough contest

In other words no contest.

Hold my tears i tried my best

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I win battles like a lucky winner in a contest

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Keep it simple, this aint no contest (yet)

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check