This is a song about "Firefighting and football"

But looka the future’s super football star, he’ll hopefully be picked,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

Just like your burnin up the weed when its packed, after a pot deal

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

And stop playing hide and seek,

Indubitably i'm too street