This is a song about "Stealing pop cards"

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Please correct me, stretch marks

// [you can hold all the cards]

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Poker cards get quickly dealt.

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

// [you can hold all the cards]

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms