This is a song about "Pitch black confused"

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

I bet your name is stan, it's alright to be confused.

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I've got one hell of a pitch, so listen in

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Well, from my viewpoint i felt helplessly confused

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Part of me jumps with happiness but the other stays confused

As he grew up he got more confused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Top dropped down, black on black

Our history that they stole, africa

Got ya bitch if she pitch ima hit dat nigga,