This is a song about "I like spinach"

Living like a menace as i'm guaping like some spinach dip

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

I like to use the word like magic.

I'm bulking it up, just like pop eye with spinach

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

That i act like i like it but i secretly despise

As your family dies, and my family rise

Fuckin bitches chasing paper

And i think i like her

I bust rhymes like emissions i lust times like premonitions

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions