This is a song about "I spit barz"

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

While i freakin' spit black

Bring that shit the fuck back

You can feel it via spirit

Whatever i spit, you love it,

I spit like an old sink

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Get the zippo and spark the shit

And with every new verse that i spit

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Semi-automatic, i spit real

Ever since then i had no job

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

I spit bars all around you

Straight bad bitches i run, through