This is a song about "Following the spirit"

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap

Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

Because he killed the old me and put the holy spirit in that night.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

But those same people are following trends, so what's the difference?

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Medicine men and shamans saw it as a way to enter the spirit land