This is a song about "Money highschool baseball sex alcohol"

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

That hands you weed and alcohol

The hotels we staying in twelve star

It drinkin' us like alcohol

Just as you rose you will fall

Like baseball this is the 5th inning

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

We going weed, women and some alcohol

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed