This is a song about "Sports direct"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Direct flow like cable, born in a stable.

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance, make you piss pants,

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Just direct insults and wordplay-stuff thats highlighted

I just look at you, smile, then wink, thought sports was my thing,

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

It seems that moneys and honeys have a direct correlation

So i infect my brain with direct insane pain, beating you till there's no remains

Attest respect cause i illuminate the way with the myriad of a maze