This is a song about "Field hockey"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink

The world seems strange at times

Her lifes a field of landmines

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field