This is a song about "Spike"

And what ya cook like

Your body with a spike

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

Baby, you know who you are

Up against your ribs causing the stress to spike,

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

By the water, au revoir to my audience

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

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

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

Remember the spike ma, i know that you do.

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

With your head on a spike a big ass frown.