This is a song about "4th and 8"

And i don't wanna be defined,

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Can't stand without writing rap and

But got comma’s in my statement

Narrow minded fuckers and a

A legend have to bow, africa

4th quarter, how you gon go and take mike out?

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Modu, he's ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Had to wear the 13's with them

And get it again and again

Stability and sanity,

A happy home, that's my fantasy

This is a handicap match and

Fuck you if you feelin' different