This is a song about "Battle of bachotte"

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

If you're gonna come to battle,

As i light one for ill will

Starter of beef will win the battle you're a sin when you prattle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

If i win this battle it wont be a fuckin accomplishment,but a source of acknowledgment,

Your the type of hater that ends up floatin 6ft deep at the bottom of a barrel

But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle

This is my first rap battle

This bag is from seattle

Fuck the rules of this battle,

Ass need a saddle