This is a song about "Online spitting bats"

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Is you can't trust anybody when you meet 'em online

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Online video is right for me

I guess you're gonna come online and oppose, i suppose

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Every night of my life doesn't align with bein' online sprayin' bars

She looks at me and bats an eye

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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