This is a song about "League"

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

You better see im in a different league

As a stoner with dreadlocks playing league on a desktop

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

And to test me, practice my skills in the best league

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.

I need my hand to be in that big league mitt

I put that nigga in his casket

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

Your style common as a little league sponsor from a 'tarded kid's father

Not a high league but look at her thighs though

Scarface, say i got that montana flow