This is a song about "Soccer"

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

Soccer resembles how i ball cause bitch i'm different

I'm sure you get the point and i prefer you throw it urgent

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane