This is a song about "Not good at sport"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

We about to set this bitch on fire

For good at least once in a while

Run for cover and return fire

For good at least once in a while

And for sport i'm gonna finish you; lyrically not physically

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

Or be real good at cooking

Go where you ain't been

Fuck the pork, pluck the chickens for sport.

I'm chain smoking loud like it's a newport

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Cause im good at killing with a tomahawk