This is a song about "Coach jerry"

Use patience as my best approach

Met this man who soon became my coach

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Sorry coach, it's too late to tell me stop

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

You say well fuck these cochraoches i didn't come to coach this.

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll