This is a song about "School spirit"

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

I can never deny the words of the holy spirit

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Your indomitable spirit kept us going

My all gold rolly or the

Give us the spirit of mandela