This is a song about "Hawks soccer raw af"

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

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

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

Beautiful are thou, africa

Lame frees? nah... im just spitting it raw

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

This is smack down i spit shit that's raw

A legend have to bow, africa

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Is written in our souls, africa

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.