This is a song about "Fat bad at baseball"

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

At least i aint your mother now shes fuckin fat

Looking at the pretty smile, that cleans my soul from all the bad ways

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all