This is a song about "First base"

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Fuck #foreplay, i went from 4th to the 1st base

So i went down south but i ended up north

So take my bat and these base balls

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base