This is a song about "The sundays"

But i murder him first

I'm in the the real world

The savage with the statics

Cdg shit match my kicks

The realist in the game

Well rick james, maury jane

Baby you're the one

The wall being the victim

Energized and still going

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

The more battles the better the flows

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

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Now we must stand tall

From the bench to the ball