This is a song about "Baseball hat"

I wear a polo hat

Ain't even tryna hold back

I never crack i got that chap stick

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

Woman kinda like baseball, i'm always watchin they curves

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Rolling with my yankees hat on