This is a song about "Batches and cookies"

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Me against you the movie of the year

And remember what i said and

This is something different

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I've been baking up these batches since my match lit and went out

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Social conditioning and

This how i hear it different

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones