This is a song about "Rap spell"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

You fuckin with hell, i'll cast you a spell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

When i rouse a spell, you'll be casted down the mouth of hell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

It's like a spell that i should have stayed away from.

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Cant spell slaughter without laughter,

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Spell befell my plaster, formed forever after for laughter,

Why you tryna fight? you can't even spell nigga right

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried