This is a song about "Icc world cup"

Everybody finger point in your direction

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

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

It's not making sense to you right now but

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Money i make em buck

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

It will forever sip from it's cup

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

With some weed and a cup