This is a song about "Oil spill"

I feel that my rhymes spill and they mind bog-gle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

So i don't spill my mix

If you believe then you can achieve

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

You have laid your footprint in the soil

So pass the baby oil

Brains spill, spurt, forming projected blood drought's!

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit