This is a song about "Baseball hat"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

Playng baseball with my boy tube

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Bow down, and give you my hat cause i'm nice like that

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee