This is a song about "League"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I need my hand to be in that big league mitt

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

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak