This is a song about "Bat shit"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Polo purple like the dope i'm hittin, knock yo bat out call it batter out

You're bat skills won't matter when i'm on missionary

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

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Im pretty sure you always break the bat

You ain't gon find that

Bases loaded, up to bat

But i am strong without a bat.

Quick flipping up sexy back

Cause see, every single time, that i grab the bat

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that