This is a song about "A boy named mitch who likes to play football but isn t good at it and he uses his smarts to understand football"

Actions speak louder than words

Football jocks and performers

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

He uses my arms, he does the deed. he's the one who harms, and he always succeeds.

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

But it doesn't really matter, he grew tired and wanted it to leave his chest

I have sins so my pants never had lent

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

He wasn't there to see his little boy grow

And i made it with that dope flow

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

He uses it, the music, and stupid, he'll just abuse it,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for