The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
The Story: And my blunt is my ho now
The Story: At home, drawing pictures, Of mounds of tots, With ham on top
I thought the lyric was claiming that not only had the singer hit a home run, he had actually hit the ball so hard that he reduced his bat to unrecognizable splinters in the process. While this might seem improbable, it fit the mythic baseball boasting of the song well enough that I didn't question it for many years.
4/11/2017 8:45 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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