This is a song about "Spill"

And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib

I gave a shit, a gamble that lassoed me into being played a bit

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

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

My skills kill 'till i spill acidic chills using these abilities

I only got four minutes

So i don't spill my mix

I'll spill your blood today if i don't think the shit is right,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

The real muscle in the message of that

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