This is a song about "Hockey"

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Your girl calls it hockey stick

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

Gonna slap you with this hockey stick,

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

See more ice than a hockey goalie

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti