This is a song about "The new jersey plan"

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

You got some plan? your the big man?

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Of him seeing shrinks and coming up with the plan

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

Now take place in the face of your plan

Cause u know that this my jam

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before