This is a song about "Football diss"

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

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

Jimmy back me, child

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

I'm in love with your business

Because this record is only to diss

Aight santana man...let's do this

You cant even write a good diss?

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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