This is a song about "Spill"

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

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

Don't let the juice spill pac!

I'm about to snap

Bypassing my actions to spill/ blood, splashing in thrills

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I got rich from a little struggle

I feel that my rhymes spill and they mind bog-gle

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill

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

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

I just want a platform for my guts so i spill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Pour it all up and i watch it spill slow

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow