This is a song about "The lakers"

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Hold up yea we the best

Take the exit, the nearest left

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Move like i’m walking with an open case

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

There are times when you'll need someone

The bigger the the fun