This is a song about "Fearless football"

Dope phonics were fearless with lyrical fitness

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Bars coming out fearless, i'll make you sick with this illness

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

I'm glad i sacked his ass in football back then i was hella raw

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Today ima choose to be the realist, i'm a realist, fearless,

Here comes the boom, this is football fuckas, so i stood tall while you suffer

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Like football your ass smacked dad

When that money calls i holla back

Gonna lose our football but we weren't to shabby we also did this challenge

With a pentaforce in hand, in fact my damn index possessed the damage