This is a song about "Bats rap fast"

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Corpses try to grab at her, but she bats them all away,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

They castrate you bastards, take bats to that which

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

While im passing out fast,

If you ever feel alone and

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

Would i rap fast or slow or a little of both, i had to think.

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I rap fast they rap plod, i'm living in fantasy with ma rap rod