This is a song about "Spears"

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

But still smirking sharpen his rhymes like spears

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I can feel it like deep spears

Need to get your clip pierced, look at you, hip, your britney spears

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Blades sharper than brittney spears! im crazier!

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

Every night i stroke hoes