This is a song about "I spit raps"

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

I checked some niggas, i checked out their raps.

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Ok now focus, as i spit magic raps like hocus pocus,

I spit raps hotter than a dragon ball z fireball

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

So that's why i sit and spit the raps that i wrote

Laughter as i share raps and i rapport

These joints here not found at the mall

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

I win every single fight ma raps are fit , people like every single word i spit

Thousands of people gazing over what i spit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute