This is a song about "Ninja bats"

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Corpses try to grab at her, but she bats them all away,

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

Rep middle east, ninja beastlier than the one flick that chick hudgens in

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

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I'll hit you with the five deadly sins and then a ninja sword,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,