This is a song about "Coach jerry"

No need to coach me, i'm ambivalent

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Why me, i say it cause we number one

If the coach knew what he would have become

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

You stuck in coach while im flying, driving, in the cock pit,

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

Use patience as my best approach

Met this man who soon became my coach

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

And never should you tear

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care