This is a song about "Guns and baseball bats"

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Riding around without a fuck given

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball