This is a song about "Golf"

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

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

You redundant, you never ever change

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

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