This is a song about "Spill her"

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

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

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

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

I spill water on the floor, and let you slip off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Bypassing my actions to spill/ blood, splashing in thrills

And spill my blood before for you for a complementation test

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Showtime for mad spill bar lines, i ain't wastin' no time.

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime