This is a song about "Base"

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Time to rethink, your fan base is forgetting you more then then n' sync/

42. i can't hear what you say fuck it blast the base up,

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

#run #that #base, i #fed #her #lines like #k with a double #chain,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

So take my bat and these base balls

Tie my shoe every single lace i got my own world don't come onto my base

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase