This is a song about "Hockey player"

Folarin, the muse of the hater

// [everybody wants you, player]

P-i double l in the building

This player gonna leave yo ass limping

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,

// [everybody wants you, player]

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

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

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

God mc oh my god you gotta see