This is a song about "Football fuckers"

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers

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,

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

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

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Talking about i'm the best rapper fuckers, you bitches take

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Better yet they work my every nerve

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,