This is a song about "Patrick hockey faggot smarties cap"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Imma pop a cap in your hand~and leave your hand on your cap,

She got me caught up in the moment

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Stand on this stage wearing a light blue cap

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Underestimate and it'll make your motherfucking cap blow,

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Your girl calls it hockey stick

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

That means you're jus a straight up faggot