This is a song about "Maria and world cup"

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world

Staighten out have a cup of cement

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

But there is only one like maria willoughby, my mother.

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

It will forever sip from it's cup

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

The world gets crazier and crazier everyday