This is a song about "Cody thinks he s good at baseball"

For a fool he thinks he's a nerd

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

He thinks that he can control

Women at my pole

And getting money is the song i sing

I got sorta good at pretending

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood