This is a song about "Spells"

And i know who started it , they were under their own spells,

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Conjuring mad man spells

So the solution was hell, diluted in spells of confusin' myself

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Like a voodoo practising spells where they end up taking ya head

Tool bearer, look deep and see angered spells enraged,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Tommyp the devilish bastard, spinnin spells like i was a fuckin magic caster.

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

Through my words i cast these spells