This is a song about "Tennis stuff"

My nigga, its all love

He's the one doing his stuff

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

My criteria ain't even that serious

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

And i can't help but notice

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

She can make a pimp fall in love