This is a song about "Ive got spots"

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

I suppose ive got no choice but to make do,

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,

And you see me stare ,ive got that stone cold face

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

Ive went hard got bullets glancin/ off my guard/ wile im advancin/ flow sick like its

This a battle say something to actually diss,all you said was i was crazy and rip ppl asses to bits

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Ive got strenght they thought i'ld never regain