This is a song about "Guns and baseball bats"

Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Cocking guns, 'cuz you know i rap cocky and more,

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I don't know defeat

So just get up and show em how yo play baseball

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,