This is a song about "Batch production"

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Trife emcee this is a parkside production record

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

New batch to patch, back to making maps

If i don't make that man there dance

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Get smacked with a batch of the hot flow from his stove

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I got laney on production

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Raps put together perfectly put it in production better yet start the -construction

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin