This is a song about "California swagsters soccer team"

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

And my niggas all the same

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

My team eat everyday a feast

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

I'm the best in the west from california to maine

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen