This is a song about "Spill the tea"

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

It is friday i will do shit my way, i will spill hell's rain to day, feel the pain

Boston, threw the tea overboard

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Gotta drop lock that man spill

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

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

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

And i got a little big, keep it low key