This is a song about "Going pro soccer"

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

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Ur reign ends and mines pro-claimed,

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Imma fucking pro, nigga, i stay composed

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

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve