This is a song about "Going easy on you"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

But you could be 27 i'd still beat you easy.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

And just maybe i will go easy on you little ( g ), cause your raps are ( o ), made my comp blow

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

You can playa hate but take it easy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Spawn isn't gonna go as easy on you as i did, girl/

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Lost soul, here i leave you, now i'm going on my own,