This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game its survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on yo but you know my heart more than i do you know i got the game starting in your place as rap god"

I got here in the game,

All the bitches know my name

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Then look at all the game i got

I got what it takes and i do know, don't really care if you want know more

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

Oh well i gotta go i got more important things to do than play around with you farewell.

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well