This is a song about "Spill tea"

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Smoking something like tea leaves

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Yo these words i kill, when the heart's emotions spill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Spill some blood, trickle a little lust

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Notepad and green tea, that's all i need

Don't let the juice spill pac!

In the house, holla back