This is a song about "Fucking football players"

Just to fit in, til i learned i could hurt them so much, so i started eatin lunch,

Gonna lose our football but we weren't to shabby we also did this challenge

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

I do not want to get involved with drugdealers and players

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

To maintain we must gain the trust of the game players,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Call 'em dumb players who are not sprayers

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind