This is a song about "Fat bad at baseball"

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

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

At that moment was an epiphany and had a bad feeling so i started racing

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

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

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

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch