This is a song about "Spilled"

No strahan, y'all need to rebuild

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

Then blood gets spilled all over the pancake

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

So you finally got the nerve

How much blood was spilled, some thousand liters

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

I've spilled the blood of rappers before hopsin's out of bed/

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I still remember the moment, at lunch time when you spilled my tray