This is a song about "Your a batty"

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

End your career in a verse

You just trynna be haters

I'm a pro your a minor,

I said i'm hurting her

Good help is hard to find

A picture in your mind

But we having sex tonight

Your body with a spike

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Your lucky not a casket