This is a song about "S team"

Im so good i need no tag team

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I do this for my whole team

I got a dollar and a dream

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again