This is a song about "At the spot"

Spot of the eyes on the corner, that's why we oversized,

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Until the cops' shots on hot blocks reach a cold spot,

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

And j dot cant work well under the spot,

Glancing at the cars that you won't even spot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

So don't be surprised when i eat your liver, on the spot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

So we fought till death, right on the spot

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

She can only take so much more than her heart got