This is a song about "Going pro soccer"

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

I'm doing this shit quid pro quo like a charity throw.

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Me and my friend play with your head as we kick it flying, we playing soccer

Also, please know, though i'm not a pro

I miss you at my recent show

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

I thought i was pro with my clever lines

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face