This is a song about "Football team panthers"

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Put all the rest aside, that shit causes cancer and will eat you up like panthers

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

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

Like football your ass smacked dad

In the house, holla back

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Gillys on the fucking twerk team

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

Just before they seen my money in the green

The bitches is everything in between

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Me and my whole damn team,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Money ain't a thing

Check the stats, my team winning