This is a song about "Sweaty fifa players"

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

Yup sure,i came from the dirt,ordained from his his birth and i'll remain on this earth

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

To maintain we must gain the trust of the game players,

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

After class: "yo. fifa. see me." but we know it's just for show

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players