This is a song about "Spike"

With your head on a spike a big ass frown.

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Up against your ribs causing the stress to spike,

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Your body with a spike

Jt: no one to hold her tight

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Remember the spike ma, i know that you do.

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

Then you'll try to spike my corona with sleeping pills

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

And with any luck i'll make it land on a spike