This is a song about "A spy"

Both: this the perfect plan

You're a disaster a sham,

It's a yes or a no

That's a new flow

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Spit a poem or a diss

With a ba and a masters

The richest place on earth

Is written in our souls, africa

All of a sudden i feel a pang a

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

I pipe in and one night her

Like a baby without a diaper

Your a horse without a saddle

She caught up in my love triangle