This is a song about "Terrible girls soccer team"

Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

Well rick james, maury jane

Your rap is more terrible than anything i ever did

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Straight over and told her mama there's a soccer game,

Whose writing better when your raps are more terrible

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Ill give you quite a fright, or at least a terrible

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Terrible odds on a two faced nickel.

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical