This is a song about "Baseball closer"

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Look at the leaderboard 218 is moving closer n closer,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Self designated wicked critical closer

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Morning's come and i'm nowhere closer

I got something you've been waiting for

Im gettin closer to my closure, murkin you was such a pleasure.

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together