This is a song about "Winning soccer"

Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent

Soccer resembles how i ball cause bitch i'm different

It’s not a game, hold your dame

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Driven to get the position where i'm constantly winning

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Bun b, i’m underground king

Check the stats, my team winning

While im winning splitting swisher,

But c-can't look up in that mirror

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

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