This is a song about "Third base"

What them tippers don't see

I'm bulletproof, fan base crazy

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

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

Since third grade i been packin bowls

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I ain't trynna be forward

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base