This is a song about "Phlegm"

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Coughing phlegm on the streets as history repeats

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Potent phlegm gold tutted, bodies go loose

They would spit it raw, hack it up like they saved up phlegm,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

I spit this simple shit sicker like i've got chests of phlegm,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

The pressure when i press up against your chest i'm the, phlegm that stresses, till necks hurt

Bars i got them/if they want some real spits i got phlegm /top speed with my

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die