This is a song about "The sandlot"

The replacement of the word "mother"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

The more battles the better the flows

Guess i’m different than most

From the bottom to the top

And i don't make no bed rock

The flooding of the nothing

Don't want to be the king

The weed into the bong

My sim card's the bomb

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Enter the building through the window

I'm the nigga with the juice

Zero options to choose

Reminisce the times and the laughter

Said when i do dirt wit her