This is a song about "Fever pitch"

Trust me, if my niggas pitch, i can't catch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Like a plague spreading the fever your going to feel the heat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

Wanted to hit, but then i started to spit, got a pitch

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

I make songs about shit for attention

I've got one hell of a pitch, so listen in

Kick it up a notch, the next level, a higher pitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

And you just caught the fever

Got ya bitch if she pitch ima hit dat nigga,

How beautiful are thou, africa