This is a song about "Tennis"

But this aint no tennis match, thats done boring

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

Back like dennis the menace, playin lyrical tennis in this endless rhythmical diss

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Throw me to the damn wall like tennis ball still i'll bounce back

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat