This is a song about "Icc world cup"

When there's still half a cup that needs to go right in,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Shaking, making fists and staring at what was clearly an "a cup"

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Shouldn't of said yes to what was inside that cup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,

I got plans for you look in the sky baby