This is a song about "Batte"

Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service