This is a song about "Football on tv"

Finish your ream, when you catch up i'll greet you on the tv screen

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Nbc on your tv cnn playing pretend with all the lies they've been in

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Turnin on my tv my favorite show was on

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We're stupid and confused, blow the fuse on the tv screen,

I miss my cable tv

But make sure if they do see

You seen me, where on t.v.,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Media turned justice into reality tv,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free