This is a song about "Tall enough to play basketball"

Don't you know enough to leave well enough alone?

I woulda done anything for my own

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

I've enough problems to deal with

Cause that's the only way to play

And oh, i gotta find my way

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Even though it wasn't enough to

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

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

Drainin' enough blood to fill eighty wading pools where kids could play