This is a song about "Soccer fans prostitute"

They ain’t rappers; they’re a rapper’s fans/

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

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

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

A latina prostitute that i produced

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Chained as my slaves, my die hard fans

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands