This is a song about "Cricket bat"

Cause see, every single time, that i grab the bat

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

You're bat skills won't matter when i'm on missionary

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I swing at you with a golden bat

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

I'm flying off the handle like the slugger from a broken bat,

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

I be spitting rap acrobats with a bat

Whoever is about to responde to my battle just know that im and incredible rap bat,

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back