This is a song about "Sport bikes"

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

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

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Signed a deal, four years, with the devil's sport

Basketball is a sport to play and understand have some

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

And for sport i'm gonna finish you; lyrically not physically

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Wolf of wall street my favourite sport

Knees dug deep into the pavement

All my bikes are covered in rust,

I'm just a criminal athlete, banned from my own sport and activities.

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

I style on new york, pile up my fork

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