This is a song about "Thinking bout life basketball broken ankles"

Half the kids, trapped in this, black abyss, of criminal life thinking

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Broken hearts, cry yourself to self to sleep, really nigga llive your life

Going on my own to play some basketball

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

My life was in a vault and all the bitches used to hiss thinking

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

She bout that life ha that pink panther lean she sip

She was wet off the bat

Basketball, you are flat

Thinking about how i came across this life full of lies

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Thinking my life is a crime

I got a part time