This is a song about "Rap bat"

Top dropped down, black on black

Still unravelling rap

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

Imma spit this angry rap

You, you, you have to pay for that

So you wanna settle it now carryin' that plastic kid's bat?

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

When that money calls i holla back

"a mad hatter is up to bat.

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I swing at you with a golden bat

To every verse of my rap

We never tattle, let god handle that

I be spitting rap acrobats with a bat

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap