This is a song about "Me going to batter reece"

Got a whole crowd around me bout to tell them that they are going to drown

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing

Good love then i can do that for her

I'm refinishing a batter

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Im not going to let you drag me down

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Recently, lyrics just seem to talk to me, like when you going to make cd

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

So what? you're just going to stop talking to me

Baby, you know who you are

Ain't no eggs for the batter