This is a song about "Third base"

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Third eye blind, does anybody give a fuck

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Tie my shoe every single lace i got my own world don't come onto my base

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Third eye fly away on a broom

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

So take my bat and these base balls

Im in first place put you in third

That bitch was racist, got me fired