This is a song about "Fever pitch"

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

But this is a sickness on the world, i call it a fever/

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Thank fuck this is just lyrics we don't need to adjust the pitch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

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

And ask for a medicine for the fever that came with it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Perfect picture frame'd/* perfect pitch of frames/*

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone