This is a song about "Spectacle matt"

Its such a spectacle put niggas in the dirt like vegetables

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

A public spectacle, keep them chemicals plentiful