This is a song about "Batch production"

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

I tried to warn, a test, a swarm or batch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

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

If i don't make that man there dance

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Knock you straight out of production

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for