This is a song about "Spell"

The book foretells, to dispel the spell, placed upon him by the belle

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Spell befell my plaster, formed forever after for laughter,

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast

But then the walls begin to change and start bindin a spell.

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Teach wack rappers how to spell

But please use spell-check when you respond to this

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

It's like a spell that i should have stayed away from.

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Judging by the way you spell you must be handicapped,

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed