Yo, the name is Batty
The logic is erratic
Potato in a jacket
Toys in the attic
I rock and I ramble
My brain is scrambled
Rap like an animal but I'm a mammal

I been brain-fried, electrified, infected and injectified
Vivosectified and fed pesticides
My face is
My radar's all shut up
Nurse, I need a check-up from the neck up
I'm Batty

They used and abused me
Battered and bruised me
Red wires, green wires stuck 'em right through me
So hear my Batty word
And exercise a little prudence
When dealing with humans

Doesn't seem like animals comprehend any pain
They just get used to it

Cause I'm a real fruit bat and I'm ready to rap
I'm ready to snap
I suffer from cyanica and chapped lips
And shockage
Like a rocket in my pocket and a need to scratch
But now I can't stop it
I'm Batty

I'm a real fruit bat and my logic is erratic
I'm Batty
Who's Batty? Moi