This is a song about "Unseated football team"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Football jocks and performers

Though horoscopes couldn't scope my horrors

People don't condone what they've never seen

Dream of everyone in my team.

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

My team eat everyday a feast

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Fact mj got cut from his ball team

Ask 'bout me bitch, dressed like an eclipse

Without a team, no excellence

Why not me the same thing

Check the stats, my team winning