This is a song about "Money weed soccer"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

Have no souls indeed

Who be puffin that weed

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again