This is a song about "World cup"

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

When there's still half a cup that needs to go right in,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Chewing and spitting rhymes like grizzly, spit cup in my hand stiffly,

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

I guess you'd probably choke on a cup of coke

Say what you wanna but

With some weed and a cup

Shaking, making fists and staring at what was clearly an "a cup"

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck