Pumpkin Patch Power Swing

Yeah

Steppin' to the dome when I'm on this lick

Grin on my face, got a cursed back grip

I send fastballs into the night, watch the shadows flinch

Warp bells in her breath as every picture that she snitched

Boom in the dirt, cleats scraped

I'm a ghost on the bass

Cappy claps like ghosts, got the fear and the pace

I'm raidin' the heater, eyes locked on the seam

Swing through the dark like I'm cuttin' up a dream

Buzzin' the bass, I hear the crowd start to shake

Every crack of the wood feelin' like a tombstone break

Swing, swing, home run ritual

Break the night with a green-soaked criminal

Swing, swing, let the whole sky ring

Fastball fake when I step in the ring

When the moon up high, I'm a heavyweight scare

Wings on my cap and a wicked little stare

Send one to the fence, let the pumpkins erupt

Bass so loud when it lands, whole graveyard join

Celebrate every swing like a spooky parade

Call my name from the top, y'all hear the thunder be made

And the cloud gets cold, I just smile through the gloom

I'm a moonlit blast and I'm clearin' the room

Home run ritual

Break the night with a grin so criminal

Swing, swing, let the whole sky ring

Fastball fate when I step in the ring

Fastballs in the dark like a bonsai

Sticky home run glow when I lift the sky