This is a song about "Brazil world cup"

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

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

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

I don't really give a fuck

When there's still half a cup that needs to go right in,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Car with no limit what

With some weed and a cup

Staighten out have a cup of cement

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,