This is a song about "How bad someone is at baseball"

I ask him how the bad bitches

And maybe cupid won't miss

Than the muse of a family

Like someone starin at me

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Now someone is dissin' me? well oh shit, that's bad,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Want to have a go at someone who won't quit bitching

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

But how about y’all look at whoever is leading the people,