This is a song about "Batches and cookies"

More money that mean less sleep

And stop playing hide and seek,

What i do, through and through and

But got comma’s in my statement

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Try n realize this means you cant match this, because i got this in batches,