This is a song about "Spare"

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Into literates with their spare parts,

Rhyming in my spare time, resting on a sunday,

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

That couldnt spare a buck good luck succeeding cause im still leading. i own

Not good enough for heaven, spare me "amen",

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Sit your ass down in the chair, spare you life for a couple more seconds,

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Never to spare me kindness.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Either take the 22 or you can spare your bitch,