This is a song about "Ontario hockey league"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

I'mma make it rain trick

Your girl calls it hockey stick

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Summertime's sizzlin' in southern ontario

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

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right