Yeah I'm havin' a rough summer. On trial next week. No rings again. LeBron movin' my girl Gloria down to Miami. And I'm probly gettin' sent to the Clippers on some bullshit. Whateva. Still can't hold me down. But I wish y'all could know the real me.
What if I had a TV special? What if all eyes were on me wondering what my next move would be? Would I bless the Cavaliers again with my skills, go Broadway with the Knicks or now look, I could even roll with Kobe if D Fish goes to play with my stepson in Miami.
Y'all know how hard I work. Y'all see it. Y'all know. But maybe it's time for y'all to know the real Wild West. What goes on in my mind to make it all click. What's my world like?
First of all, I like KFC chicken. Original recipe combo with macaroni cheese, mashed potatoes & raspberry ice tea. And hot sauce. Gotta have hot sauce! I fuck with Chipotle sometimes cuz they got hot sauce too. But KFC. That's my shit right there.
And then, I like women. Cougars, milfs and whatnot. Older women with money so they ain't all in mine.
Y'all think I'm all wild shootin' off guns all night. Nah man. I got guns cuz I got ex-husbands and angry stepsons after me in 14 states. Damn if I'ma let em catch me unstrapped.
So yeah. Vivica Fox, LeBron's mom. Hell yeah. Shit if I get traded to Chicago, you know I got Oprah!
But more than all that, I'm a baller. And I'm ready to go OFF next season! Once I get past this trial bullshit & whatever Stern may have to say about it, I'll be on a new team in a new city. No ball hog step son. Just me bringing my talents to a face near you.
So that's my world. The Wild World of West. LeBron can't hang with it. That's OK. David Robinson couldn't hang with Dennis Rodman. But let Kobe and Ron call me and watch how I shine in LA.
Think I'm trippin'? You ain't think I could bag Gloria James either did you?
"You better have my donuts"
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