This is a song about "Super bowl"

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Your flow is synonymous to what's in my toilet bowl

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Your shit's old, like it's in the toilet bowl

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Bowl after bowl an i'm hitting another gram..

Like a super bowl referee, but i don't see any penalties.

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

We had some super duper days

In his body and face

Throwing super heat, my girls a super freak,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed