This is a song about "Brazil sports"

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Feels like i went on a pregame sports killin spree/

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Two sports references of people who are important

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."

Hope all over again, we can start

Now i'm in brazil,i'm a bodyguard

I just look at you, smile, then wink, thought sports was my thing,

Are you comingto the point that your running

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars