This is a song about "Lilly pads"

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Pride comes before the fall,so i pray i land on pads, cause im still human

Lilly allen you jump in to

If only i could rap to you

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

A young grasshopper that's trying to skip pads

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

These rappers with pads,got it all but don't write

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

My rhyme ideas come out so fast i need four pads

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

I pray so much about it, need some knee pads