This is a song about "So you better not play with my pistols"

So you wanna play with magic

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Apparently i'm a total nut so you better not be allergic,

So you wanna play with magic?

It's all good, finna dog that

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

I told you not to play with me, but you overreached/

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

It's my time, top it off with two pistols

We have nothing in common

So you better run better run son