This is a song about "Golf"

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

You shook my world and it felt apart

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

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

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

While half my mental belongs in a cage

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