This is a song about "Scrub at baseball"

Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

To love me at all at all

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

See i let my nigga split that

Take her where the couch at

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball

Up at three, school at dawn,

I walked up and asked what's wrong

To love me at all at all

Now we must stand tall