This is a song about "Hoover baseball"

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

Woman kinda like baseball, i'm always watchin they curves

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Playng baseball with my boy tube

Baseball is my first love

It's just textbook stuff

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

That hoover figg get the money shit

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for