This is a song about "Kyle xy"

My team eat everyday a feast

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

I have risen the rate of mortality.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Would u give me care if i came to u bloody?

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

Didn't do a thing at all

He helps me when i fall

When life is too good to carry on

And i'mma show you how the south was won

We gotta put up with the shit life gives, carry on like soldiers/

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years