This is a song about "Batch"

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Quicken my raps, while i sicken the batch viciously.

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

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

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

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

Everything i wanted never seem so close