This is a song about "Rugby league"

A league of monsters like i done released the horror

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

And to test me, practice my skills in the best league

As a stoner with dreadlocks playing league on a desktop

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

I need my hand to be in that big league mitt

Or never say never though i admit

I get thrown around like a rugby ball but atleast i tried,

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

That's motivation, my people living wicked

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

Your style common as a little league sponsor from a 'tarded kid's father

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her