This is a song about "Soccer money hoes"

Me and my friend play with your head as we kick it flying, we playing soccer

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Keep it trill for the hoes

Jay rock got flows

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,