This is a song about "Sport bikes"

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

All my bikes are covered in rust,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Running from the cops like that shit is an olympic sport,

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Competition on the court

Fuck the pork, pluck the chickens for sport.

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

This shit is like a sport we do,

Killin' for sport, but i'm still ignored/

I style on new york, pile up my fork