This is a song about "Soccer skills"

I know he lost his mind, but skills?

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

It’s not a game, hold your dame

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

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

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

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

It's moe, all i need is more chips

For all the rappers and skills

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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