This is a song about "The melbourne cup a historic race no swearing"

Who think that swearing is the best weapon.

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

My sim card's the bomb

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Sip, leavin no drop in the cup i wonder when

With some weed and a cup

They just don't give a fuck

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Human race conquered the earth, as if they are entering a turf

It takes time, no such thing as the master race,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

In a no-rules race,quick with the phase

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face