This is a song about "Coach luke"

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

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

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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

No need to coach me, i'm ambivalent

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

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

Pep yourself up like your own damn coach

Use patience as my best approach

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