Intro:

Yo, uh, that’s right, let’s talk about games

Contemplations, observation of all the propagation

Consolation with my population of the proper nation

Lyrical miracles, claim I’m an individual

Whose spiritual, not a criminal, this shit is subliminal

Verse 1:

Blah, blah blah, blah blah, all you rappers you ain’t sayin’ shit

You make me wanna throw away the mic and just play in shit

I never ate ass, what does it taste like?

I wonder if it’ll help me get rid of my stage fright

My legs start shakin’, like when I talk to women

Cause I’m thinkin’ of every Backstreet Boy lyric I can give em

I wonder if she’ll pull down her panties and let me eat it

Not her kitty, stupid, I’m talkin’ about her ass, get them cheeks in

I only wanna do it because Jhene Aiko said so

So I’mma dive deep like a Hail Mary from Drew Bledsoe

For all you new Pats fans, that’s the old Tom Brady

From NFL Gameday 2002, who wanna play me?

I’m not even jokin’, like I really used to love that game

I never would’ve understood football and would be lame

So when all the other guys would start talkin’ bout sports and shit

I just remember shit from the game, you know the important shit

I would just always run the shotgun play

Cause the plays had X’s and arrows, like what the hell are they?

I played as Vinny Testaverde and passed the ball to Lamont Jordan

I didn’t know who either of y’all were, but you seemed important

Verse 2:

I remember when I used to play Halo and COD

With my friends in high school back when we didn’t have jobs

I remember I’d get made fun of for all the weapons I used

Like how bad I gotta be to get made fun of by nerds too?

They told me stop campin’, stop feedin’ em, stop bein’ a noob

Like bruh I dont know these words, I never played this game

Y’all been playin’ ya whole life up in ya room with no lights

Never seein’ the sunlight, talkin’ to girls that ain’t yo type

When I talked about girls, it was a foreign subject

They’d start gettin’ all quiet like it was boring or somethin’

Like c’mon man, I wasn’t the best with women

But y’all avoid the topic like ya controller was missin’

Like c’mon let’s try to get some dates, let’s try to get some numbers

Knowin’ damn well I wouldn’t do that either, I was shyer than a motha

Wow, I went on this so far, I forgot a hook

So if you google these lyrics on Genius, just go take a look

Hook (2x)

Here I am talkin’ bout video games

Usin’ these terms like I’m gonna get flamed

I may be a nerd, but I ain’t that type

Can’t think of a rhyme, somethin’ somethin’, crack pipe

Verse 3:

I haven’t owned a console since PS2

All the games nowadays are the same, just point and shoot

Shouts to Metal Gear Solid for creatin’ a story

And to God of War for bein’ ruthless and hella gory

I’m bout to come up on you rappers like Solid Snake

In a cardboard box and send you to an unconscious state

That’s kinda great, or maybe I’ll do you like Kratos

Shake the ground with the force of a god like tectonic plates

Or maybe I’ll spin around and punch you like Jak and Daxter

Or Jak II, where I take you out with a massive blaster

Maybe I’ll jack ya whip just like Grand Theft Auto

Cruisin’ down ya block, playin’ Radio Los Santos

Or maybe I’ll be like Smackdown and fight you backstage

Falls count anywhere, casket match or a cage

Y’know what? I’ll pick Mercenaries, that’s hella proper

Take a rocket launcher and aim it right at ya helicopter

Hook repeats (2x)