This is a song about "Stay straight"

Maybe your grave,or your tombstone standin straight

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

She self made, i'm self made

Damn let me get my head straight

Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

It's shocking how im staring straight at a empty plate but i stay committed

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

But family is here to stay

I'm as straight as straight needs to go.

Ballin til the buzzer blow