This is a song about "A spy"

I'm a grade a o g

Bitch, they call it motor city

Once upon a time not long ago

It's a yes or a no

Your a horse without a saddle

That’s only if they handle

Still the man with the pan

You're a disaster a sham,

That's my specialization/ i spy a perennial liberation/

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

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

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Any thing to say a a a a a a

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

Everybody put three fingers in the air