This is a song about "Soccer skills"

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Skills are astronomical,

Don't you dare show me your crappy skills

She likes the way it hits her lips

I know he lost his mind, but skills?

They bringing me fish and chips

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Nothin you can do to match my skills

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

My skills they are all weak

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

For all the rappers and skills

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips