This is a song about "The olympic games"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

These motherfuckers think i'm playing, i ain't playing games,

Im white, stable, play video games, what the fuck do you expect

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I remember the days we'd play games until our eyes bled blood.

Dont wanna play no mind games

High: that's why they call us planes

Without the games permission,

Catch you up on places i've been