This is a song about "Ninja bats"

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

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

She looks at me and bats an eye

Hear the rambling in the sky

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

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

They claim it as their own, africa

Im laid back like a retired ninja

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

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,