This is a song about "Fever pitch"

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

Filled with sorrows so i trip, incidents by which i scream high pitch

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I keep it the realest stay hotter than a fever

Wanna hear me, go wait in line and pitch a tent

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

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

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

The only reason that i put up with this moody ass bitch

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

Fever really runnin feel the heat between us two