This is a song about "Batch production"

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

Trife emcee this is a parkside production record

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Knock you straight out of production

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

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

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Catch you up on places i've been

I got laney on production

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Cause i'm batman with the pump, johnny johnny