This is a song about "You can t guard me as i drain threes"

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

Actually i go around ya lines you ain't as fast as me,

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Friends, family made me proud as i can be

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I promise you pain, i will chop your body in threes

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

I strain to remain being in reign, no need to feign as i drain my champagne

No gimmick: real time, real heart

I don't need a life guard

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Come see me in my court, scoring them threes.

Like being garbage some type of disease

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

I know some people call me real as hell, but i don't think you can clearly tell