I don't know you but you know me, on the court shoot these mid-ranges like Kobe, your just a 5 year old eating ravioli, mess with me and you get finessed just like Janobe. Got the glock from the armory, I'ma shoot up the store like a robbery, in 1 single try I win the lottery, don't understand what I'm saying here's a glossary, you don't understand I'm about to rap this track properly. I'm spitting bars while y'all just scrapin cars, went from bein poor and now I'm datin stars, could've saw my idol but I guess he was too far, at 3am fatties eating out of cookie jars. the only thing people care about these days are wars, baby watch the children you're a mother of four, you think you're such a baddie you're just rotten to the core, be making so much cash but I'm somehow im still poor.