This is a song about "Fuck soft spots"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Fuck shane battier that nigga a soft boy

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Tell me anything you want

We spit hard rhymes,that make you soft.

Bitches is artificially duck

Lungs soft as fuck/ your coughing up

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

Who real bitches check me out though

Niggas soft like some jello