This is a song about "Kid thinks he s good at baseball"

He thinks he's tall and got muscles

As she goes through the levels

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

He thinks that he can control

Blind, damn his so fuken kind he thinks he is better than me

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Now when he thinks of then he begins to cry.

He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy

Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

Because of you we are overly dedicated