This is a song about "7th graders who think they ve earned their spot"

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I earned my spot, nothing free,try n mock, cant quite copy me, theres no stopping my spree

Weather they pissed me off or not i don't care i'll killem in the spot

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Everyone wanna own that corner spot, strike horror to those who not

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

It just depends on who else is madder after they hear their rap shatter

Plus they wouldn’t let me in the spot with my chopper

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Im destroying all these rappers who think they can spit classics.