This is a song about "Arnold spirit"

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Instead of being thanked for his heart and his spirit,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Your indomitable spirit kept us going

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

No you'll never break my spirit mentally or physically

Fuck with the wolves, we starting to bark viciously

Huh, i can't interpret her

Yes we need your spirit forever,

The centrepiece of spirit, hence i speak coherent,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit