This is a song about "Spat"

You spat the lamest jokes on fapping mainly, so

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Your lookin thirsty, your acting like you actually spat some rap towards me,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Then spat back now everyone's rootin, lootin my rhymes

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Don't complain, cause i spat what was suitable