This is a song about "Liking every girl"

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

My lyrics are weird not to everyone's liking,

Liking all my pictures cuz she see the way i ball and i've never felt so tall.

Even when i'm serious,nobody jokes when they tell about their future,fuck you all,

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

From every motherfucking boy or girl, i take their shits down to the last hit ground

She keep liking all my pictures

Better yet they work my every nerve

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."