This is a song about "A nervous kid playing football"

Cast your eyes upon the floor like a pervert when he's nervous

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

On the slow jam of love

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

Of a kid with no exuberance

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Nestled in my brain, life's a game but i'm not playing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Like a kid with parkinson's playing jenga the way i block it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet