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

I scream at night for someone to find

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

I ask him how the bad bitches

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Your bad is what is alleged

Hold my tears i tried my best

Broke bitch the only time you see a green is at traffic how you gonna glow,

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Find someone who is more than you

Hit it til your make up missing

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

Pretending someone is listening here

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

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