This is a song about "Varsity softball"

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball

Mathematical mastery, move aside peasantry

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Just searching for the perfect shot

Imma ball till i drop

So its time to make the big move

Its cold as shit in this booth

Mashed n' clashed with thyme then passed into a vat of rabbit spines

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

A woman by his side with a bullet in her head

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said