50/50

One, two, three, four
DON’T YOU TELL ME TO QUIET DOWN
I’VE GOT A GAME TO PLAY AND I’LL PLAY IT LOUD
ALL CAPS ONLY WHEN I’M AROUND
EVEN IF THE STADIUM’S SPEAKERS BLOW OUT
GOT A BRAND NEW FLAMING FASTBALL TECHNIQUE
AND THE SECOND-LOUDEST SCREAM IN THE ILB
DON’T CATCH ME ON A LUCKY STREAK
YOU’VE GOT A 50/50 SHOT AGAINST ME
PENNY MATHEWS, WRITE IT DOWN
YOU’LL WANNA KNOW MY NAME WHEN I STRIKE YOU OUT
FLIP MY COIN AND WHEN IT COMES DOWN
FLIP THE BOSS OFF FROM THE PITCHER’S MOUND
TWO THOUSAND AND TWENTY DEGREES
OF BOILING LAVA FLOWING THROUGH MY BLOODSTREAM
DON’T CATCH ME ON A WINNING STREAK
YOU’VE GOT A 50/50 SHOT AGAINST ME
And if you’ve got any doubts
You can take it from me or you can take it from the crowd
And if you think i’m loud