This is a song about "Spill a rhyme"

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

A mind uplifted with rhyme equipment

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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

But can't come up with a good line of rhyme.

3 times, show me your peace sign

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

And actually put out a rhyme

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

That the people who can't earn a dime can't have a rhyme,

Like when you spill tea over your knee its like a sea of diseases,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Dropped the sign, one way to bust a rhyme

But that was only one time

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

It's no time to keep up a rhyme,