This is a song about "Ninja bats"

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

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I slice the track in two, like my words are a ninja sword

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

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

Im laid back like a retired ninja

A legend have to bow, africa

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

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

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

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