This is a song about "Spill"

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

My skills kill 'till i spill acidic chills using these abilities

And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib

This was a funny skit, shit was all over the place like a bumpy trip

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

I'm ciroc without puffy, that's comedy that not funny. i'm a kill and thrill, spill

Brains spill, spurt, forming projected blood drought's!

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Man i'm so ill let me spill this real shit/