This is a song about "Tennis stroke"

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

'til emotions evoke tears, my whole career's a stroke

No heinous stroke of coke, but rock-a-puddle soaked

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

Heat stroke midsummer you #fucked cuz you a #conductor i seduced n im on the #caboose

Never had a drop, but what have i to lose, i still have the opportunity to choose,

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

No having deals, you're broke as fuck, no stroke of luck staying true,

So you staple posters of them in your room, they help your way for stroke

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

A force so strong you couldnt stop it with a stroke

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Stay fly like a birdie, under par one stroke