This is a song about "Spell"

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

But please use spell-check when you respond to this

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Spell befell my plaster, formed forever after for laughter,

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Why you tryna fight? you can't even spell nigga right

When i rouse a spell, you'll be casted down the mouth of hell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Spell checking multi syllables, but can't form a contraction, it's they're,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Shows to do, got record to sell

Sometimes it takes a spell away to rediscover it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that