This is a song about "Coach watkins"

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

Pep yourself up like your own damn coach

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

If the coach knew what he would have become

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

No need to coach me, i'm ambivalent

But let me be 100, see monogamy's redundant

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

So don't act hard cause your the type id approach,

They hatin on me just like a sudden change coach.