This is a song about "I spit barz"

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

I spit like an old sink

I am just an artist

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Every word i spit is holy

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Call me whatever joe

I spit raps like tobacco

I spit with this lyrical fire,

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

When i spit on the beat,

Nightmare on any street