This is a song about "Spice girls"

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

I bring the spice, it's nice, strife and hype, a trife life,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Class is in session

Most girls want attention

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

I'mma let you hang chick

Girls out her talkin bout

I must go like fly route

Wishing girls would fucking like me

It was just another party

Better yet they work my every nerve

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers