This is a song about "Stzy board"

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay.

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And who stands over there, across the board there goes a donkey

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games

I use my pen like a sword, then stab lurking lord to a floor board

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

And i need you to show me love

But then again.. we're just board pieces.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Yet we're just board peace is, no brain to hoard pieces

Thats why i end up on top the score board.

I like the way they dribble up and down the court