This is a song about "Spears"

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

But still smirking sharpen his rhymes like spears

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Here they keep a rachet close

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

Listen to every word that i slur

Blades sharper than brittney spears! im crazier!

3m's on my new balance

I can feel it like deep spears