This is a song about "Nasal spray"

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

My pistol spray leave you a stipple paint

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Think your fly? fuck guns i pull out and let the #fly #spray

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Spray arrangements made to slay and drain their brains 'til they insane

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

The way these guys can't see me? man it's like i'm spitting pepper spray

I'm not even on coke and i spray rhymes

They say we living in troubled times

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Get the ironlaks im spray painted spb thats all im drawing