This is a song about "Football fuckers"

Trying to stop us fuckers, you may try

In the lambo looking like a fly

Our children must be taught, of africa

Narrow minded fuckers and a

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

Penncounting pennys over tha years

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

The next day you is everybody target