This is a song about "The aisans"

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I'm why baby mommas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Down the street to the car,

Well, that's what you are

As the king upon the throne

We just want you back at home

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team