This is a song about "The gamer"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

As the king upon the throne

That he dont even own

Endless the days, forever the nights,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

From the gutter to the roof

With women with issues

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

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

Ass shots is a plus

Where the fuck the chorus