This is a song about "I spit freestyle"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

I can freestyle with more talent

With such an ugly picture in it and

And you could find interest

I spit like an old sink

And that's jay line i had to quote that

It pumps propane, and as i spit,

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

I freestyle well my written work's swell and i rap like i'm from hell

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

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Everything that i spit,

Wit my kin that i came in wit