This is a song about "Softball 9 playoffs"

So pull out your heaters and 9 millimeters

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

They say that i never cease to amaze

People critically commenting,

Just to be around you is a blessing

Can't sleep past 9, we pass weed like time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme