This is a song about "Spikes"

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

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

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips