This is a song about "Spill tea"

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Sure i might be mentally ill, but my rhymes endlessly spill,

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Make me sound irish when i say #oil #spill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Smoking something like tea leaves

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Only sharp blades to spill blood with

Competition on the court

Boston, threw the tea overboard

From all this tea cause in reality

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see