This is a song about "Tottenham hotspur"

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Who thought he was brave n shit well ok let's see if

So their enemy's buckle at the might of my brass knuckle

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

They don't hear the bark

You think you are all smart,

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

I'm always sunny, wild card bitch, in the hunt

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Get smack if you thinking that you hotter than me

Spitting hotter than the nostril of a snorter

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her