This is a song about "Golf clubs"

Im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

//where do y'all see me? not at the clubs, yo

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

''he'' started drinking, going to strip clubs broke vows he made to his wife

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Cause it’ll part the red c on your clubs fitted

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit