This is a song about "Spikes"

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

Depression spikes inside, i needed someone to help this feeling/

I apologized a trillion times

He'll freak out like he is seeing 'em #spikes