This is a song about "Stupid jock"

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

They wince at pop music and stop stupid

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

But the kid aint stupid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Little faggots tryna bluff, i ain't a jock or a geek,

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Thats what you get for a stupid preppy jock

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Now they ridin my jock. knock even though it aint locked