This is a song about "Britney spears"

So i hate when niggas make fun cuz i don't do britney or whitney.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

But still smirking sharpen his rhymes like spears

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

I can feel it like deep spears

Mercedes rear view, thats where today appears

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Need to get your clip pierced, look at you, hip, your britney spears

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Blades sharper than brittney spears! im crazier!

"contemplate", i wrote about her