This is a song about "Spices"

Or do you buckle your knees when you're hit,

Starting off, you brag way too much, sauce it up with fake shit

Became a rapper, something i was told i could not accomplish,

I'll undress your rap farce like a salad with no wet sauce or garnish

Couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

The crops have dried out and lost all they spice