This is a song about "Sunday hoops"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Looking at someone who hoops

I'll have your ass by sunday,

You make a nigga's night turn day

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

God is in my life every sunday im in the steeple, i fuck girls while theyr bent in the fetal,

The hate and the evil that you gave mei shine as a reminder of what you've done to my people

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

You know he flea by sunday

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,