This is a song about "Batty an"

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

An insane lunatic

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Its an imagination

She all on my skin

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

An unofficial relation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Felling an enemy

But make sure if they do see

Took the van, went snatch her

Just an alert of an amber