This is a song about "Patriots football"

I'm ill, chronic sickness, neither porridge nor lozenge fix this the knowledge

Gonna lose our football but we weren't to shabby we also did this challenge

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

I'm glad i sacked his ass in football back then i was hella raw

Like football your ass smacked dad

It's all good, finna dog that

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

Here comes the boom, this is football fuckas, so i stood tall while you suffer

But looka the future’s super football star, he’ll hopefully be picked,

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

You know big-breast girls

Football jocks and performers

Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price