This is a song about "Baseball gay"

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

I want to feel her in every way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Those faggots won the gay off

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Little gay-lookin boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

My sister and them, all my niggas listening