This is a song about "I like spicess"

Like when i was an infant,

This how i hear it different

I'm the other guy

But like i said i tried, i

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

I wonder what heaven is like

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

I bust rhymes like emissions i lust times like premonitions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve