This is a song about "League of le"

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

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

Feeling, of appealing

A break from what you hearing

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

My direction good, well-rounded type

Out of mind out of sight

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Out of this coviction of feelings

They bringing me fish and chips

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Not a high league but look at her thighs though