This is a song about "Losing league games because of smurfs"

Simply because of my madness

Because your pops wasn't anxious

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

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

From everyting that i be seeing you losing tens of fans

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

Just because of who we are,

6 o's pay for my car

Everyday losing some source of hope

New canvas she need a new stroke