This is a song about "Bat"

So take my bat and these base balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

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

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

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

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

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

And i'll fly off like a bat that's attached to the back handle,

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