This is a song about "Your team sucks at basketball"

Your team knows that this kid holds da sick flow,

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Gettin told your worthless sucks but you gotta keep ya mind on track

Going on my own to play some basketball

Just me and my boss no worries at all

You claim your mean and got a savage team but

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Basketball without rim shillings

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Screw your starting line up, better put your whole team in