This is a song about "Team cola"

Lifes great when you play for my team

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

Me and my whole damn team,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I guzzle up at the bar

Your team will crash like nascar

We hit em that hard we took down their whole team

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

My team eat everyday a feast

Womanizing to say the least

Without a team, no excellence

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings