This is a song about "Sport in canterbury"

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Ok they accepted me as a jock for every sport on the block am i a nerd anymore

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Every sport making baskets at the court

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

Competition on the court

In a private jet while i'm walking in

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

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

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Its in operation

Through thick and thin