This is a song about "Imma about to spit"

I'm about to spit something so sick

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Imma no longer be the disgrace to the human race.

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Because all they ever spit, is shit about taking hits,

Imma bout to pull out

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

I just wanna know how imma make it to heavens ladder

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

To dream is to live life’s full potential

Care about none when i spit poison, i'm feral/