This is a song about "I spit freestyle"

I got to make sure that i can play here

Semi-automatic, i spit real

It ain't like that

Everything that i spit,

Just reading on this untitled freestyle

Run for cover and return fire

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Thousands of people gazing over what i spit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

When i spit on the beat,

Seein' dreams in they sleep

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box