This is a song about "You think you a baller"

Step up if you think your a contender ill leave you tender

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

I don't think you have a choice

They meet them rich boys

You fags think it's all a game

Imma make it rain

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Gasp i think you need a minute

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Ok you think a nigga shallow

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Fuck a fake baller, i can clean them with holy water