This is a song about "Team center"

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Check the stats, my team winning

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Felt adventurous, sent you petulant menaces to the center of executive terrorists

With ya girl on another man's private center.

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Education is the center of better things

100 percent on everything and on my team

Be the king, that was part of my dream

I do this for my whole team

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen