This is a song about "Disc golf"

Buy my disc off the shelf, once i put one in it,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Man i saved the rap game, you eject the disc before it saved.

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that